Midweek Sprawl
May. 2nd, 2007 10:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
itsallovernowOur household is still hot water free. (Amazingly enough, this is not our fault. I know, I know, crazy!!) Our hot water heater is apparently going, and the landlord came and pressed a button and the water got lukewarm and then didn't and so now he's back. (Our landlord is utterly incompetent, so I have little hope for a solution that isn't a new water heater.) That being said, I'd really like to wash my hair in the near future because I can deal with the cold water for body cleanliness, but I've got too much hair for that adventure (and the shower I had on Saturday, when we discovered this little adventure was enough cold water, plus shampoo, plus inevitability of cold water plus warm head to last me a lifetime).
In fannish matters, can someone explain to me why there are marines running around the SGC? Or are they not really marines, and those are just in Atlantis? Who'd follow "guests" around and make sure they didn't get into trouble?
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hossgal and synecdochic have some interesting fannish meta and reflection (and possibly not in the way you think) going on. And for me, what I've learned from fandom is that fans are no crazier than the rest of the population, their focus is just narrower (because we can only interact based on that focus, that's what we've got to measure and judge on).
Things I've Learned from Fandom
* I've learned the depths of generosity and gratitude that people are capable of, and also the vast amount of batshit crazy that exists among anything that people love passionately.
*I've learned that there is no entitlement in fandom (which is always a healthy lesson to learn).
* No one is ever going to do exactly what I want, say exactly what I want, and that often, I'm going to have to make my own fun. (Fandom is like sex in that way, a fact that I find particularly ironic these days:)
* Like any relationship, fandom has dry spells. Interests shift, motivations vary, and sometimes you're on the outside when you were on the in, and all that really means is that for me, fandom is tied more into the specific media than the fannish experience, and that's a good lesson. That lesson is also completely untrue when it comes to the individuals I know through this collective experience.
* I've learned my own limitations, my own laziness, and when I'm likely to follow through or not. It's made me re-learn to not overcommit, and that I'll still be vaguely jealous of others who have more time and follow through for playing in the sandbox.
* I've learned that everyone has fannish shame. Everyone (or nearly everyone) has some fannish quirk in their closet that they want to keep locked up there. I don't think that's a bad thing. I think, much like in real life, it varies in degrees and I'm always fascinated by what it is.
* I've learned that who I am as a fan is not different than who I am as a person. I'm still obsessive, resistant to change, slightly out of step, not as hip as I want to be, not as focused as I want to be, and still, often, able to laugh at myself in the midst of it.
* I've learned that leather pants can cure a variety of ailments, and that with the right words, a threesome makes perfect sense, and never ever think to oneself "I'll never read XYZ, because eventually, the right person will come along and write it in a way that makes perfect sense and you'll have to eat those words."
* I've learned to never, ever go to message boards. Because for me, pretending that my version of crazy and obsessive is superior to someone else's is working for me. I don't want to be embarrassed for or by other fans, and that's perhaps not particularly tolerant or all embracing, but I'm pretty sure no one said that fandom was fair, or that it was a democracy.
* But I've also learned that fandom governs it's own, for better or worse, and god, as an anthropologist, that is just fucking fascinating. It's like Lord of the Flies slashed with the Roundheads in digital.
To conclude, despite the fact that I've got a floundering NIP, a 40 page half finished crossover, and my cracked out Sweet Charity fic in progress, I'll happily do the following meme if anyone wants to play:
Name three fics you think I will never, ever, ever write. In return, I will attempt to write a snippet of one of them.
In fannish matters, can someone explain to me why there are marines running around the SGC? Or are they not really marines, and those are just in Atlantis? Who'd follow "guests" around and make sure they didn't get into trouble?
Also, both
hossgal and synecdochic have some interesting fannish meta and reflection (and possibly not in the way you think) going on. And for me, what I've learned from fandom is that fans are no crazier than the rest of the population, their focus is just narrower (because we can only interact based on that focus, that's what we've got to measure and judge on).Things I've Learned from Fandom
* I've learned the depths of generosity and gratitude that people are capable of, and also the vast amount of batshit crazy that exists among anything that people love passionately.
*I've learned that there is no entitlement in fandom (which is always a healthy lesson to learn).
* No one is ever going to do exactly what I want, say exactly what I want, and that often, I'm going to have to make my own fun. (Fandom is like sex in that way, a fact that I find particularly ironic these days:)
* Like any relationship, fandom has dry spells. Interests shift, motivations vary, and sometimes you're on the outside when you were on the in, and all that really means is that for me, fandom is tied more into the specific media than the fannish experience, and that's a good lesson. That lesson is also completely untrue when it comes to the individuals I know through this collective experience.
* I've learned my own limitations, my own laziness, and when I'm likely to follow through or not. It's made me re-learn to not overcommit, and that I'll still be vaguely jealous of others who have more time and follow through for playing in the sandbox.
* I've learned that everyone has fannish shame. Everyone (or nearly everyone) has some fannish quirk in their closet that they want to keep locked up there. I don't think that's a bad thing. I think, much like in real life, it varies in degrees and I'm always fascinated by what it is.
* I've learned that who I am as a fan is not different than who I am as a person. I'm still obsessive, resistant to change, slightly out of step, not as hip as I want to be, not as focused as I want to be, and still, often, able to laugh at myself in the midst of it.
* I've learned that leather pants can cure a variety of ailments, and that with the right words, a threesome makes perfect sense, and never ever think to oneself "I'll never read XYZ, because eventually, the right person will come along and write it in a way that makes perfect sense and you'll have to eat those words."
* I've learned to never, ever go to message boards. Because for me, pretending that my version of crazy and obsessive is superior to someone else's is working for me. I don't want to be embarrassed for or by other fans, and that's perhaps not particularly tolerant or all embracing, but I'm pretty sure no one said that fandom was fair, or that it was a democracy.
* But I've also learned that fandom governs it's own, for better or worse, and god, as an anthropologist, that is just fucking fascinating. It's like Lord of the Flies slashed with the Roundheads in digital.
To conclude, despite the fact that I've got a floundering NIP, a 40 page half finished crossover, and my cracked out Sweet Charity fic in progress, I'll happily do the following meme if anyone wants to play:
Name three fics you think I will never, ever, ever write. In return, I will attempt to write a snippet of one of them.
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Date: 2007-05-02 05:48 pm (UTC)Hee!
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Date: 2007-05-02 05:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-02 05:56 pm (UTC)Then again, you know that I've never quite gotten the cover text by Golding himself out of my mind?
"Everything about this book is symbolic, except the end, where adult life appears, dignified and capable, but in reality enmeshed in the same evil as the boys on the island."
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Date: 2007-05-02 06:05 pm (UTC)How much will you pay me not to answer this meme. >8D
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Date: 2007-05-02 06:10 pm (UTC)Three Things You Would Never Write But Wound't Make Either of Us Retch
Date: 2007-05-02 07:31 pm (UTC)Kara/Lee happily-ever-after futurefic
*long pause as I try to think of a Farscape pairing you wouldn't ever write... fails*
Cam/Sam romance fic
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Date: 2007-05-02 08:18 pm (UTC)Logan walks her up and down, but the kid wants her mother, can feel the tension in the air between her parents and her cry is wrenching, deliberate.
Veronica closes her book, gets up and takes the baby from Logan who shifts on his heels and says, "I think we need, um..." he can't come up with anything appropriate, and just hightails it out the door. He'll probably just walk down to Rite Aid, wander the aisles until she's too tired to fight and Lynn's tired enough to sleep but it still pisses Veronica off.
She's in bed when he gets back, half asleep with Lynn's warm little body curled against her shoulder and the law review open on her knees. He crawls into bed with her, kissing her neck, lingering over the baby and might say sorry before he presses his back to her side and falls asleep.
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Date: 2007-05-02 08:38 pm (UTC)Will you, Thea?
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Date: 2007-05-02 08:48 pm (UTC)She's the break that makes the rule - genetic purity, and the most powerful members of the Peacekeeper elite are the one's who've made it beyond those narrow boundaries and definitions.
When she allies with Scorpius, when she tests her wiles, her manipulation on him (a master manipulator, but far too short sited), she is moderately pleased with his sexual prowess. His power is an aphrodisiac, but his skin is uncomfortable, too warm, even regulated and she finishes their sex feel vaguely ill. Discovering that she's preganant does not displease her, and for all that she worries for the physical characteristics of the child, there are surgeons to alter the most heinous of traits, and the child will understand, fundamentally, what it means to have power, how to strive, how to overcome and win.
These are qualities worth contamination, worthy of her manipulations, and choosing another high ranking Sebacean to play surrogate to this child is just another in a string of steps that will put her firmly within the grasp of the peace and power she deserves.
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Date: 2007-05-02 08:57 pm (UTC)"You've made the ultimate sacrifices for your species," she says, and kisses Kara on the cheek. Lee looks at his wife with unhealthy need, and Kara clutches their son like he's everything in the universe and Laura hopes that the boy manages not to disappoint either of them.
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Date: 2007-05-02 09:02 pm (UTC)Dude, your idea of what constitutes happily-ever-after has been permanently frelled by Farscape. You know this, right?
also - squee!
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Date: 2007-05-02 09:35 pm (UTC)She's blond, and that's not a surprise, but she's smarter than he is, and military and is never gonna be one of those base wives who stay home with a passle of kids. For one thing, their lives are too uncertain to really contemplate kids and he can't see either one of them making the career sacrifice. (He has these crazy fantasies sometimes of Teal'c or Vala or Jackson playing nanny and the send him into paroxisms of laughter during briefings that he just can't explain, and he'll see Sam blush and never tells her that he's not thinking dirty, happy sex thoughts because she gets less embarrassed by that then by the kid fantasy).
No kids now, but maybe someday, when his knees say not a chance in hell, when he's got his own gold stars. For now, Cam's finally realized that all these little things mean love, these tiny gestures, common courtesies. He brings her coffee in an unspillable thermos. She makes sure that laundry day is more often than once every three months. They both make sure that there's clean oil in the garage, and a good wrench always at their disposal.
They see friends, they fight the good fight, they have someone warm to come home to, and if it's not what he imagined, it's proving more than enough.
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Date: 2007-05-02 10:06 pm (UTC)I can actually sort of see this but I have no expectation that SG1 would let Sam not be the sad girl anymore and actually get a man (not that that's what it takes to make a woman complete but you know what I mean).
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Date: 2007-05-03 04:39 am (UTC)seva
Of course, I love to bask in the glow of it all.
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Date: 2007-05-03 04:45 am (UTC)seva
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