Wherein Naphy Somehow Ties Fandom to Howler Monkeys, Underwear, and Celery

[anaphalis]

-Waves an initial hello to the talented Big Name Fans on her F-list, none of the following of which applies to them-

There are many, many rants and instructional essays on how to make friends with BNFs/become a BNF/survive being a BNF/tell if you are a BNF/Cassie Claire.

But what if, like me, you're too lazy indifferent bunny-enslaved 'cautious'

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[anaphalis]

You know, I'd completely forgotten about Sailormoon, which is one of the few fandoms that could actually apply to. I've tried my hand at a few television fandoms which I figured were past their prime, but everytime I stick my head in they seem to suffer a massive resurgence (I'm sure the two events are completely coincidental, but it's still a bit unnerving ;).

We don't have to put pairing labels in our summaries, nobody pitches a fit if we use fangirl Japanese, and when we have drama, it's beneath the notice of fandom_wank

That's pretty much my idea of fandom bliss. Although I have to say that come of the larger fandoms I've been in have been pretty tolerant of my lack of pairing labels in summaries. I'm also the only alt-pairing writer I know who *hasn't* received hatemail strictly because of the alt-pairing, so maybe I've just lucked out :)

-Wishes you all the best in your happy, comfortable fandom-

It was wonderful to hear from you- an yes, there do seem to be an inordinate number of people who wrote in Sailormoon once upon a time, at least in anime circles.

[dejana]

Well, I can pretty much guarantee you that the sun has set on Sailormoon for good. The manga and anime are all out of print, the licenses have all expired, and if the live-action didn't bring the masses back nothing will.

It seems a lot of things began with Sailormoon. It's like the Future Planet Earth of anime fandom - it all started there, but most of the population moved off to colonize other worlds, and now the old folks reminisce about it while the new generation gets bored of the stories about this place they've never seen.

I'll probably move on myself before too long. My guilty secret is I have a persistent yearning for BNFdom, and an old broken-in pair of shoes may be comfortable but they can't get you up Mt. Everest.