Or, the one where there is talk of writing and other fannish type things.
First of all, I want to take a moment and reflect on my previous post. I truly hope that I didn't come across as griping about The Girl, or anything of the sort. Yes, her issues are stressful, but they are simply bumps (Ok, sometimes large car-eating pot holes) in the road. Overall, she's a wonderful little girl. She is full of love, caring, happiness, curiosity, creativity, intelligence, compassion, and so many other things.
She dresses up in costume dresses with lipstick and eyeshadow and dances to Taylor Swift and then ten minutes later is in knee pads and shorts ready to kick a soccer ball around the muddy front yard. One minute she's going to be Picasso, the next she's lead singer on Rock Band. This week, macaroni and cheese is the height of high cuisine, next week it will be an endless stream of edamame and carrots (with ranch dressing, of course!). She is whimsical and unpredictable, and she simply wouldn't be The Girl if she were any other way. We take it all in stride, one day at a time. And if some days I find myself quoting Mother Theresa ("I know God will not give me anything I can't handle. I just wish that He didn't trust me so much."), not a day or night goes by when I am not thankful for my daughter.
Enough sappiness and reflection. Onto. . .
Fandom and Fannish-ness I don't care if fannish-ness isn't a word. Sue me. But I should warn you, it's really not worth the time and effort. *smiles*
I still have my always tried and true fandoms. They are my first loves, if you will. I was going to write that these fandoms are my safety net, but that's not accurate. They are more like the old fuzzy blanket and slippers that you can always slide back into and be comfortable and warm. They fit, and I doubt I'll ever leave them completely.
I do look in other directions, however, not necessarily for writing, but for reading and exploring fandom. I have rediscovered Grey's Anatomy. After resisting the urge to throw my shoe through the screen doing S5, and finally needing to recover brain cells at the beginning of S6, I gave it up. However, I was told that it's improving and so I returned to S7. I catch it on hulu or Primetime TV on Demand when I can. It's not a "It's Tuesday night at 8PM, don't dare call me." But, very few shows can live up to that standard.
I enjoy Castle, Lie to Me, Nikita, Merlin, Being Human (the BBC version, of course), Doctor Who and the Big Bang Theory. I watch V because while it's not fantastic by any stretch of imagination, I am enough of a scifi/fantasy geek that I will give anything in the genre a chance to impress me (or disgust me.) (And I quietly confess that iCarly is my dirty little secret.) I crushed on Fringe for a while (and crazy!Walter is still the best. Character. Ever.), but sort of lost my interest and stride with S3.
My Must See TV nowadays? The Vampire Diaries. I am so hooked it's pathetic. No, it has absolutely nothing to do with Damon's eyes or Jeremy's arms or Tyler's chest. . . Ok, those are added bonuses, but I really do like the show. Don't ask me why, I'm not sure I can put it into words. There's just something about it that keeps me coming back every week, and going through withdrawal when only repeats are showing.
The Writing: I have been writing, or trying to in the past year. Mostly plot bunnies that launch themselves into tiny little ideas then fall over dead unexpectedly. I'm not sure if they starve to death or die from lack of attention, but the little buggers just don't last long. I can get ideas a-plenty. Making them into stories that get completed has always been something of a bit of hard work for me.
To that end, I've joined
inkitout, so that I may finish something this year. I'm still a crossover girl, but lately I've been feeling all sorts of apocalyptic, so I'm pretty sure that whatever shows up is going to be some sort of post-apocalyptic crossover fic. Likely involving zombies. Yeeaaaah. Zombies. (*nods enthusiastically*) Hey, folks, if you're looking for normal, you are so totally reading the wrong journal.
It may still be fanfic, but it's writing. I like playing in other people's playgrounds, and I'm not ashamed of it.
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