Dec 12, 2006 23:44
There is this AU I want to write really, really, REALLY FUCKING BADLY. I see it, in my head, so well. John and Rodney and the rest of the gang could slide right in so easily; I've met people where I've literally been like, jeezus, that was McKay without the physics.
I think I could write it too; it'd be fun. Its a world I love and I know well -- only. I know it really well. If I wrote it, people would know I was a member of this small community. If they were even tangentially involved with this thing that I'm referring to obliquely because seriously, you have no idea how much the thought of people connected fandom!me with unnamed-community!me terrifies me, it'd take them about five minutes to deduce exactly who I was.
Less, if they twigged on my first name, which I don't really keep a secret.
So. Um. Not writing the AU. Even though, god, so perfect.
And that was my half-crazed rant of the night, more finals tomorrow, seven down, one more left!
And here is the audience participation portion of the evening: are you in the fandom closet? Have you had any close calls with people finding out you write dirty porn about incestuous characters? Does your mother read your LJ and leave "I'll be in my bunk" comments? Inquiring mind(s) want to know.
babble,
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