I spent the last two weeks struggling with a fever the likes of which I haven’t experienced in… well, a number of years. When you can’t breathe, and consequently can’t sleep for days, it tends to put you in a grumpy mood, it seems. After I exhausted the inspirational resources of what is wrong with me, I naturally drifted to the fandom to discover what I missed.
Huh. So, some of you went into teaching. Nice. Great tutorial. I particularly liked the whole thinking part. Seriously, it was awesome. I’m buying post-it’s next time I’m out. Because otherwise, how? O.O
I read this fic (Why did I do that? Why does anybody do anything?) which intrigued me, because the idea of Kirk and Spock meeting as kids is very clichéd and yet I’ve been entertaining a story with the same agenda. I was in a fluffy mood, okay? It happens. Anyway, I read it, and thought, ‘So basically, your Kirk spends ¾ of the fic laughing his ass off at Spock - and it’s at not with, I checked - and then magically it’s love. Well, technically, lust, but it was getting there.’ And the problem here, it’s not crack, see. It’s supposed to be for real, but there is no transition, no ‘and suddenly they saw each other in another light.’ I mean, I got that part, but how did it happen? Spock in his twenties is as socially apt as he was at eight. Did he live in a monastery? Hello, he’s had Jim Kirk as his best friend for ten-something years, can you still buy that? I’m not looking for a ton of justification, but a little bit? Does it, I don’t know, hurt?
Which brought me back to my own story that keeps torturing me with its utter improbability, and I thought a lot about love. Seriously. I mean, why do our guys always fall in love with heroes and geniuses? Or rather they don’t, but we need them to be that to justify emotions? Why? I mean, I get that genius Jim is super attractive and all, but if he wasn’t a genius, what, it would be impossible to fall in love with him? If Uhura didn’t speak all three Romulan dialects, would she be less hot? Sometimes, I dare say most of the times, you fall in love with the person not with what it represents. I mean when it’s the real thing. You simply like the guy or the gal, and everything they might or might not have to their name is a bonus; or a minus, but you take it anyway. It’s a package deal, but you still buy it for the main article, not the extras, however awesome. So is my premise that, if Jim and Spock aren’t actually engaged in saving worlds, but live perfectly ordinary lives, they can still fall in love and it doesn’t require additional justification - is that premise that far off? Am I delusional? Is it really that improbable? Sometimes one look is enough to connect, when you still know nothing, but feel everything. It happened to me. Had it never happened to you?
My debt is still here, yes. Three ficmas cards down, two last ones to go. Oh, and hey, you are a funny person, darling. I wrote a card for you and you defriend me, because (and this is actually awesome) I didn’t go to some post at your journal and asked you not to. I find this absolutely hilarious. But for future references, I don’t do that, okay? I don’t jump through the hoops, whip or no whip. Well, maybe if it’s a really nice whip… :D
In other news, has anyone seen
jaylee_g lately? Talked to her? Please tell me you know she’s gone to some awesome vacation somewhere really nice and warm and cozy. I’m not a stalker, just tell me you know she’s okay.
sl_walker is going through a tough time right now. Those who stalk this journal know her as the artist who made
this. She creates incredible art and she’s one of the best writers I’ve ever had the fortune of meeting. The reason I’m mentioning this is that she’s currently taking commissions for art and fics and (I think?) editing and research. I couldn’t recommend her works enough, and if you’re considering any such thing for some reason, she’s your girl. Seriously.
I’m feeling better now, and
nahara is making me think of angels, so… Bitch out.
ETA:
jaylee_g is found. Yay relief! :)