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All right, so yesterday I was walking through the dining room and X-Files was on the front cover of the entertainment section of the Birmingham paper and just seeing it in the paper again made me make high pitched noises audible only to my parents' labradoodle. Last week I bought the TV Guide with Mulder and Scully on the cover. I don't do that; fandom is supposed to provide me with that shit, but it's like I'm reverting to my pre-participatory fandom X-phile self.
So there's a lot going on in fandom right now and I would care about it normally, except that right now I mostly care about whether or not the MSR is finally going to work out in a satisfactory way and if the plot is going to make any kind of coherent sense at all and whether or not I'm going to want to stab myself by this time tomorrow night.
I make a lot of different claims about what my first fandom was depending on whether I'm talking about fannish response/intensity of devotion or actual participating and interacting extensively with other fans. Probably technically it's fair to say that my first fandom was actually Buffy - that was the first one where I interacted with anyone else with any regularity (as opposed to VERY occasional posts on message boards) and the first one where I wrote fic that I showed to anyone else (as opposed to keeping horridly OOC Mary Sues in a notebook under my bed).
So if you count from Buffy, then I've been in fandom for roughly five years. And that's generally the timeline I use when talking about my fannish participation because it's true that you don't experience fandom at ALL the same way when you're a lurker. That said, I was an *attentive* lurker back then, and if you count X-Files, then I've been doing this since I was twelve - half my life. My X-Files obsession was intense and scary and somewhere in my parents basement I have a suitcase full of X-Files magazines and magazines that mention it with dates spanning from 1995 to 2002 (though I'd stopped watching by then and still have not seen all of the ninth season since I still haven't forgiven them for Krycek). I remember the first episode I ever saw ("Humbug" - though as a rerun in the fall during the third season). I remember the first episode broadwayschatzi (my high school best friend who I dragged into my XF obsession with me) ever saw (Syzygy). I remember the first episode my mother ever saw (2Shy). I saw "Fight the Future" in theaters eight times. There was a time when I could watch a minute of just about any episode (excluding the ninth season, of course) and tell you not only title and season, but also writer and probably director,and whether the tagline changed and if it did, what it changed to.
I'm only half joking when I say X-Files was six years of my life I will never get back. As I said to minim_calibre in response to her post, after that, what's two more hours? I don't really care if the movie sucks, honestly. You guys have NO IDEA the intensity of the fannish squee I am currently experiencing. It caught me by surprise, that's for sure, given how low my expectations really *ought* to be by this point.
So yeah, I pretty much have no attention span for anything else at the moment. I was briefly distracted by the depth of my love for Gabe Saporta when I read his most recent Myspace - thanks to rawkenr0ll for linking it first - but only briefly, and that alone should help convey the extent of my squee. Oh, well. Ask me how I feel tomorrow. I don't really think I'm asking for much, but given CC's track record it might be too much anyway.
So there's a lot going on in fandom right now and I would care about it normally, except that right now I mostly care about whether or not the MSR is finally going to work out in a satisfactory way and if the plot is going to make any kind of coherent sense at all and whether or not I'm going to want to stab myself by this time tomorrow night.
I make a lot of different claims about what my first fandom was depending on whether I'm talking about fannish response/intensity of devotion or actual participating and interacting extensively with other fans. Probably technically it's fair to say that my first fandom was actually Buffy - that was the first one where I interacted with anyone else with any regularity (as opposed to VERY occasional posts on message boards) and the first one where I wrote fic that I showed to anyone else (as opposed to keeping horridly OOC Mary Sues in a notebook under my bed).
So if you count from Buffy, then I've been in fandom for roughly five years. And that's generally the timeline I use when talking about my fannish participation because it's true that you don't experience fandom at ALL the same way when you're a lurker. That said, I was an *attentive* lurker back then, and if you count X-Files, then I've been doing this since I was twelve - half my life. My X-Files obsession was intense and scary and somewhere in my parents basement I have a suitcase full of X-Files magazines and magazines that mention it with dates spanning from 1995 to 2002 (though I'd stopped watching by then and still have not seen all of the ninth season since I still haven't forgiven them for Krycek). I remember the first episode I ever saw ("Humbug" - though as a rerun in the fall during the third season). I remember the first episode broadwayschatzi (my high school best friend who I dragged into my XF obsession with me) ever saw (Syzygy). I remember the first episode my mother ever saw (2Shy). I saw "Fight the Future" in theaters eight times. There was a time when I could watch a minute of just about any episode (excluding the ninth season, of course) and tell you not only title and season, but also writer and probably director,and whether the tagline changed and if it did, what it changed to.
I'm only half joking when I say X-Files was six years of my life I will never get back. As I said to minim_calibre in response to her post, after that, what's two more hours? I don't really care if the movie sucks, honestly. You guys have NO IDEA the intensity of the fannish squee I am currently experiencing. It caught me by surprise, that's for sure, given how low my expectations really *ought* to be by this point.
So yeah, I pretty much have no attention span for anything else at the moment. I was briefly distracted by the depth of my love for Gabe Saporta when I read his most recent Myspace - thanks to rawkenr0ll for linking it first - but only briefly, and that alone should help convey the extent of my squee. Oh, well. Ask me how I feel tomorrow. I don't really think I'm asking for much, but given CC's track record it might be too much anyway.