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escritoireazul) wrote2006-02-17 06:06 pm
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fandom meme and books
Taken from
obislollipop, and done because
thestalkycop told me to do it (in that way which went "I'll do it if you will" which gets me every time).
Fandoms:
The one who seduced you and screwed you over and broke your heart in a million pieces and laughed about it:
I don't have one. I like all my fandoms still.
Well, I guess sort of it is the Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter fandom, not because of anything the fandom did (I wasn't even involved in said fandom really), but because the books started to suck so much.
The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets:
Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Though that not very often is turning into a once every few weeks kind of thing. I just can't stay away.
The mysterious dark gothy one whom you used to sit up with talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized he really was freaking crazy:
I only have non-fandom things like this. In fandom I see the crazy from the get-go, and usually avoid it. Or embrace it. Whichever.
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd still
really like to see again although you're relieved he doesn't actually live in town:
The Fast and the Furious. For awhile there I couldn't stop writing it, and I'd like to do more, but mostly it strikes me, flashes, and is gone.
Or Sarah's story, Out of the Woods. I'm already writing fanfic for it, and I do it instead of my own original writing, which is a bad thing. I mean, the au is good, but not writing my stuff is bad.
The steady:
The Lost Boys. Every time I think the spark is gone, something else good comes along in it, and I get inspired or happy or something or other. It will always be there.
The alluring strangers whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with:
Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants or Cleopatra 2525. Both I really want good fic in, both I want to write in, but neither I've found much or written anything. I will, though, I just wish they'd pick up the pace and move past the flirting stage.
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just good buddies 'cause the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't:
Harry Potter. I like the stories I've written, and there are a couple of authors I can't stop reading, but mostly I had higher hopes for this than actually happened. (And mostly that's for my writing; I had ideas, but didn't do much with them.)
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool guy except it's never really gone anywhere:
Supernatural. Everyone keeps bringing it to me, and I love the stories I'm reading, I just don't feel sucked into the fandom as a whole. This or Lord of the Rings.
The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at him and thinking, "him? how the hell did he land all these cool babes?":
Real person fic. I just don't see the love. (Though, occasionally I can see a little of it.) It just hits privacy issues for me, though I can understand the appeal and why it's like fiction and how things blur.
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and whom she keeps babbling to you about on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for her except you just know it's going to end badly:
Veronica Mars, or Desperate Housewives, or -- well, I'd say BSG, but I'm being sucked in.
Somewhat disturbingly, I treat my personal relationships much like the way I treat my fandoms.
I am still trying to read Heat Stroke by Rachel Caine and I am still having trouble getting into it. Why? I don't know. There's just something about the narrator, or the first person point of view, or the setting which doesn't hold my attention this time, even though I liked Ill Wind, was swept into it, and couldn't wait to get the second one. (Except I did wait, because I wanted to buy it at one of the local bookstores, but they were always out. Recently I gave up and ordered it online instead.) Has anyone read these? What did you think about the second compared to the first? I'd really like to figure out why I'm not getting into it, and maybe fix that why, so I can.
Two orders of books came in today!
The Judas Rose by Suzette Haden Elgin (I am so excited about this, I loved Native Tongue.)
Far From Xanadu by Julie Anne Peters
Princess In the Spotlight by Meg Cabot
Princess In Love by Meg Cabot
Mates, Dates, and Diamond Destiny by Cathy Hopkins
This Lullaby by Sarah Dessen
Tending to Grace by Kimberly Newton Fusco
Just Ella by Margaret Peterson Haddix
Girl Walking Backward by Bett Williams
Any thoughts? There in the middle, those are mostly fluffy, light reading to make myself happy, but there are some more of the teen homosexuality group, and The Judas Rose is feminist sci-fi with lots of linguistic work (which makes me swoon).
I love books. Just absolutely love them. Odd thing this time though, with all these fluffy books came a sample of degree for men. Awesome. Actually, I just checked, and I do wear degree for men, so apparently my taste in books does give this away for me. I'm a little freaked out now, honestly.
Two more orders to come, plus I just received my federal refund (one of these orders, plus the two to come, were out of my state refund money, after I paid bills), so I may order some more. I've never had so many unread books of my own before (though I used to take fifty at a time out of the library). I'll have to continue through this reading spree I've been on.
I may have to give up on Heat Stroke for now, and come back when I can get into it again.
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Fandoms:
The one who seduced you and screwed you over and broke your heart in a million pieces and laughed about it:
I don't have one. I like all my fandoms still.
Well, I guess sort of it is the Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter fandom, not because of anything the fandom did (I wasn't even involved in said fandom really), but because the books started to suck so much.
The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets:
Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Though that not very often is turning into a once every few weeks kind of thing. I just can't stay away.
The mysterious dark gothy one whom you used to sit up with talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized he really was freaking crazy:
I only have non-fandom things like this. In fandom I see the crazy from the get-go, and usually avoid it. Or embrace it. Whichever.
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd still
really like to see again although you're relieved he doesn't actually live in town:
The Fast and the Furious. For awhile there I couldn't stop writing it, and I'd like to do more, but mostly it strikes me, flashes, and is gone.
Or Sarah's story, Out of the Woods. I'm already writing fanfic for it, and I do it instead of my own original writing, which is a bad thing. I mean, the au is good, but not writing my stuff is bad.
The steady:
The Lost Boys. Every time I think the spark is gone, something else good comes along in it, and I get inspired or happy or something or other. It will always be there.
The alluring strangers whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with:
Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants or Cleopatra 2525. Both I really want good fic in, both I want to write in, but neither I've found much or written anything. I will, though, I just wish they'd pick up the pace and move past the flirting stage.
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just good buddies 'cause the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't:
Harry Potter. I like the stories I've written, and there are a couple of authors I can't stop reading, but mostly I had higher hopes for this than actually happened. (And mostly that's for my writing; I had ideas, but didn't do much with them.)
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool guy except it's never really gone anywhere:
Supernatural. Everyone keeps bringing it to me, and I love the stories I'm reading, I just don't feel sucked into the fandom as a whole. This or Lord of the Rings.
The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at him and thinking, "him? how the hell did he land all these cool babes?":
Real person fic. I just don't see the love. (Though, occasionally I can see a little of it.) It just hits privacy issues for me, though I can understand the appeal and why it's like fiction and how things blur.
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and whom she keeps babbling to you about on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for her except you just know it's going to end badly:
Veronica Mars, or Desperate Housewives, or -- well, I'd say BSG, but I'm being sucked in.
Somewhat disturbingly, I treat my personal relationships much like the way I treat my fandoms.
I am still trying to read Heat Stroke by Rachel Caine and I am still having trouble getting into it. Why? I don't know. There's just something about the narrator, or the first person point of view, or the setting which doesn't hold my attention this time, even though I liked Ill Wind, was swept into it, and couldn't wait to get the second one. (Except I did wait, because I wanted to buy it at one of the local bookstores, but they were always out. Recently I gave up and ordered it online instead.) Has anyone read these? What did you think about the second compared to the first? I'd really like to figure out why I'm not getting into it, and maybe fix that why, so I can.
Two orders of books came in today!
The Judas Rose by Suzette Haden Elgin (I am so excited about this, I loved Native Tongue.)
Far From Xanadu by Julie Anne Peters
Princess In the Spotlight by Meg Cabot
Princess In Love by Meg Cabot
Mates, Dates, and Diamond Destiny by Cathy Hopkins
This Lullaby by Sarah Dessen
Tending to Grace by Kimberly Newton Fusco
Just Ella by Margaret Peterson Haddix
Girl Walking Backward by Bett Williams
Any thoughts? There in the middle, those are mostly fluffy, light reading to make myself happy, but there are some more of the teen homosexuality group, and The Judas Rose is feminist sci-fi with lots of linguistic work (which makes me swoon).
I love books. Just absolutely love them. Odd thing this time though, with all these fluffy books came a sample of degree for men. Awesome. Actually, I just checked, and I do wear degree for men, so apparently my taste in books does give this away for me. I'm a little freaked out now, honestly.
Two more orders to come, plus I just received my federal refund (one of these orders, plus the two to come, were out of my state refund money, after I paid bills), so I may order some more. I've never had so many unread books of my own before (though I used to take fifty at a time out of the library). I'll have to continue through this reading spree I've been on.
I may have to give up on Heat Stroke for now, and come back when I can get into it again.