in new york you can be a new man
I feel very strongly that this blizzard - still currently snowing! - has been wasted on a weekend. Why did this not happen on a Monday so I didn't have to go to work?
I was prepared though, so I just stayed on the couch all day. I started watching From the Earth to the Moon. It's good, and I feel like I have some knowledge of who these people are now (after reading Failure Is Not an Option), so that's even better because otherwise it's a lot of Hey It's That Guys in 60s haircuts without knowing which HITG is which, after you've recognized the recognizable actors. I definitely had imdb open while watching. I also think this might be the only time Tony Goldwyn has played someone heroic. Huh.
In other news, sometimes I think I've become too isolated from the fandom community. I mean, I talk to you guys in the comments (though not always as timely as I'd like to be on that, but that is my own anxiety stuff coming into play), and I'm happy to converse with people on tumblr (I miss replies but my ask box is open and I have the messaging thingy) but sometimes I definitely feel out of touch.
And then I see people talking about behavior that would make me furious and I think, no, I've done a good job setting my boundaries where they are because I only ever see people talking about it happening; I don't actually see it for myself most of the time, and I appreciate that a lot.
I know I keep saying this, but the key to a happy tumblr experience is to never ever go into tags, to curate your dash carefully, and to keep your blacklist updated. I mean, it also helps to stay in your lane and do what makes you happy and not care so much about what other people are into*, and I think I've mostly gotten there over the last...bunch of years. Or maybe I just got tired? I don't know. But I'm pretty happy to be here in my own little world, and happy that you guys let me be some small part of yours, too. ♥♥♥
*I think this also goes for writing? Write what you want, folks. I will never understand people who say they won't write a thing because they don't think it has an audience. It's bad enough that that attitude rules professional publishing even though it may or may not be true about something; in fandom, where we do it for ourselves, it just makes me sad. If I'm enthusiastic enough to finish something, then I'm damn sure going to post it, because it's highly likely that the main reason I wrote it is because I wanted to read it. It's awesome when other people do too, of course, and I'm really thrilled when that happens (and I've mostly been lucky that in the 15 years I've been posting fic, people have frequently been interested in the same things I am), but unless I'm writing a gift for someone in particular, I'm almost never concerned with whether anyone else is going to read it until the moment I hit post. (By which I mean, the subject matter; I am of course concerned that it makes sense and is readable etc.)
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I was prepared though, so I just stayed on the couch all day. I started watching From the Earth to the Moon. It's good, and I feel like I have some knowledge of who these people are now (after reading Failure Is Not an Option), so that's even better because otherwise it's a lot of Hey It's That Guys in 60s haircuts without knowing which HITG is which, after you've recognized the recognizable actors. I definitely had imdb open while watching. I also think this might be the only time Tony Goldwyn has played someone heroic. Huh.
In other news, sometimes I think I've become too isolated from the fandom community. I mean, I talk to you guys in the comments (though not always as timely as I'd like to be on that, but that is my own anxiety stuff coming into play), and I'm happy to converse with people on tumblr (I miss replies but my ask box is open and I have the messaging thingy) but sometimes I definitely feel out of touch.
And then I see people talking about behavior that would make me furious and I think, no, I've done a good job setting my boundaries where they are because I only ever see people talking about it happening; I don't actually see it for myself most of the time, and I appreciate that a lot.
I know I keep saying this, but the key to a happy tumblr experience is to never ever go into tags, to curate your dash carefully, and to keep your blacklist updated. I mean, it also helps to stay in your lane and do what makes you happy and not care so much about what other people are into*, and I think I've mostly gotten there over the last...bunch of years. Or maybe I just got tired? I don't know. But I'm pretty happy to be here in my own little world, and happy that you guys let me be some small part of yours, too. ♥♥♥
*I think this also goes for writing? Write what you want, folks. I will never understand people who say they won't write a thing because they don't think it has an audience. It's bad enough that that attitude rules professional publishing even though it may or may not be true about something; in fandom, where we do it for ourselves, it just makes me sad. If I'm enthusiastic enough to finish something, then I'm damn sure going to post it, because it's highly likely that the main reason I wrote it is because I wanted to read it. It's awesome when other people do too, of course, and I'm really thrilled when that happens (and I've mostly been lucky that in the 15 years I've been posting fic, people have frequently been interested in the same things I am), but unless I'm writing a gift for someone in particular, I'm almost never concerned with whether anyone else is going to read it until the moment I hit post. (By which I mean, the subject matter; I am of course concerned that it makes sense and is readable etc.)
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This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/812565.html.
people have commented there.