all these little rejections
First, big ups to em_meredith for the kickass icon, and jcello for the pimpage. You ladies rock.
Second, the Dark Dark Story is drafted, and I've got some great beta suggestions. Now I just have to finish the fluffy thing (which isn't quite a drabble, philateley, but there is no spa glove), post that, and then post the depressing thing. To get it away from me.
But that's not what I wanna talk about today. Today, I wanna talk about fandoms and why I fall for certain verses. I used to be a one fandom girl.
It started with X-Files, of course, but eventually Chris Carter's utter lack of understanding of what made the show so damn magnetic got to me, and I moved on. I watched shows (Buffy, Cupid, etc.), but refused to get hooked. Loved the first season of West Wing, but refused to tape. Refused.
Then that damn Aaron with his damn angst and shooting and my JOSH all hurt and bleeding. Yeah, then it was all over. But I was happy with just the one fandom. Really quite content. Wrote a few fanfics, read some others, browsed some sites. Happy.
Yeah, em_meredith is a total crack dealer. I resisted, though. Oh, how I resisted. She made me watch X-Men once, almost two years ago now, but I was hopelessly drunk and I just remember the mocking. There was LOTS of mocking. I mean, for Goddess' sake -- a bad guy named MAGNETO?? Who can take that seriously!?
Then there was Alias with Vaughn who is so totally hot and pretty. I resisted this a LOT, because I'd seen part of an episode at Em's once, and man is that show stupid. But the thing is, it's a FUN kind of stupid, once you learn to just go with it. I mean, a giant ball of WATER? A sixteenth-century prophecy that has a bunch of cabals warring with each other to collect artifacts? The hell?
But, yes, I fell kind of in love with the show, 'cause no matter how stupid it is, it's entertaining. And Em let me write What's Syd Wearing, and that's just too much fun.
Even with all that -- a website, for the love of Goddess -- I'm so not that involved with Alias. I mean, I've written a few fics (and one series, which is really all Em's fault), and I've read some, but I think I'm more taken by the idea of these characters than the characters themselves. Especially Sydney. To illustrate, I have a whole STACK of episodes on CD-Rs sitting here waiting to be watched. Yup, I've seen only about half of the show, and while I feel a vague desire to see the rest, I just haven't made the time.
In contrast, I've watched X-Men, oh, five times I think? Six if you count that first drunken time, but I really choose not to. More if you count the times I've watched just, you know, specific scenes (like, say, "When they come out, does it hurt?" "Every time."), but I choose to chalk that up to research for fanfic writing purposes.
But what is it about X-Men that pulls me in so quickly and so fiercely? I'm not even a science fiction fan.
No seriously. I could rant for, like, a day about Magneto's manipulation of electromagnetic fields. I mean, it's possible to float something with the mass of a person, I suppose, if the field were strong enough. But here's the thing -- Magneto would have to, like Logan, be part metal. Or have some serious metal plating going on in order to float. And I'm flummoxed over how he managed to tear the top of a train open. I mean, theoretically, he managed to align into opposition the positive and negative charges of a single piece of metal along a seam so they'd repel each other and the train would tear apart. Um. Nothin' doin', people. And -- Well, I'll stop, but you see my point.
[Someone wanna wake up Em for me? She hates when I ramble on like this. ::g::]
So there are about 47 things in X-Men that should have me running for the hills. Capes. They wear matching leather outfits, and Storm has a silver lame CAPE. They have powers. They have cute little code names. They all share the same mutant gene, yet they've got all kinds of different mutatations. (Guess mapping the human genome won't do much for them, eh?) Logan has the strongest metal ever in the form of claws, but it seems to have escaped the attention of the people involved with the movie that that alone wouldn't allow him to slice through, like, steel or whatever without some serious force.
So many bad things. And yet -- Logan gives Rogue the dogtags, and he strokes her hair, and he willingly sacrifices himself for her. And Logan proves it's him by calling Scott a dick (thank you, Joss!), and he does that thing with his eyebrow, and he's just. So. Hot. Don't get me started on the cage fighting.
And it's not just Logan or the Logan/Rogue relationship that intrigues me. There are some seriously interesting political themes in the first movie, and even more in the second, post-09.11.01 movie. Not only that, but the theme of outcasts and exclusion is on that we should pay attention to, as the U.S. goes hurtling backwards in time under the Bush regime. ::grumble::
ANYway, there's just something about this 'verse that intrigues me. And it don't hurt that Logan? Is totally hot. :)
Second, the Dark Dark Story is drafted, and I've got some great beta suggestions. Now I just have to finish the fluffy thing (which isn't quite a drabble, philateley, but there is no spa glove), post that, and then post the depressing thing. To get it away from me.
But that's not what I wanna talk about today. Today, I wanna talk about fandoms and why I fall for certain verses. I used to be a one fandom girl.
It started with X-Files, of course, but eventually Chris Carter's utter lack of understanding of what made the show so damn magnetic got to me, and I moved on. I watched shows (Buffy, Cupid, etc.), but refused to get hooked. Loved the first season of West Wing, but refused to tape. Refused.
Then that damn Aaron with his damn angst and shooting and my JOSH all hurt and bleeding. Yeah, then it was all over. But I was happy with just the one fandom. Really quite content. Wrote a few fanfics, read some others, browsed some sites. Happy.
Yeah, em_meredith is a total crack dealer. I resisted, though. Oh, how I resisted. She made me watch X-Men once, almost two years ago now, but I was hopelessly drunk and I just remember the mocking. There was LOTS of mocking. I mean, for Goddess' sake -- a bad guy named MAGNETO?? Who can take that seriously!?
Then there was Alias with Vaughn who is so totally hot and pretty. I resisted this a LOT, because I'd seen part of an episode at Em's once, and man is that show stupid. But the thing is, it's a FUN kind of stupid, once you learn to just go with it. I mean, a giant ball of WATER? A sixteenth-century prophecy that has a bunch of cabals warring with each other to collect artifacts? The hell?
But, yes, I fell kind of in love with the show, 'cause no matter how stupid it is, it's entertaining. And Em let me write What's Syd Wearing, and that's just too much fun.
Even with all that -- a website, for the love of Goddess -- I'm so not that involved with Alias. I mean, I've written a few fics (and one series, which is really all Em's fault), and I've read some, but I think I'm more taken by the idea of these characters than the characters themselves. Especially Sydney. To illustrate, I have a whole STACK of episodes on CD-Rs sitting here waiting to be watched. Yup, I've seen only about half of the show, and while I feel a vague desire to see the rest, I just haven't made the time.
In contrast, I've watched X-Men, oh, five times I think? Six if you count that first drunken time, but I really choose not to. More if you count the times I've watched just, you know, specific scenes (like, say, "When they come out, does it hurt?" "Every time."), but I choose to chalk that up to research for fanfic writing purposes.
But what is it about X-Men that pulls me in so quickly and so fiercely? I'm not even a science fiction fan.
No seriously. I could rant for, like, a day about Magneto's manipulation of electromagnetic fields. I mean, it's possible to float something with the mass of a person, I suppose, if the field were strong enough. But here's the thing -- Magneto would have to, like Logan, be part metal. Or have some serious metal plating going on in order to float. And I'm flummoxed over how he managed to tear the top of a train open. I mean, theoretically, he managed to align into opposition the positive and negative charges of a single piece of metal along a seam so they'd repel each other and the train would tear apart. Um. Nothin' doin', people. And -- Well, I'll stop, but you see my point.
[Someone wanna wake up Em for me? She hates when I ramble on like this. ::g::]
So there are about 47 things in X-Men that should have me running for the hills. Capes. They wear matching leather outfits, and Storm has a silver lame CAPE. They have powers. They have cute little code names. They all share the same mutant gene, yet they've got all kinds of different mutatations. (Guess mapping the human genome won't do much for them, eh?) Logan has the strongest metal ever in the form of claws, but it seems to have escaped the attention of the people involved with the movie that that alone wouldn't allow him to slice through, like, steel or whatever without some serious force.
So many bad things. And yet -- Logan gives Rogue the dogtags, and he strokes her hair, and he willingly sacrifices himself for her. And Logan proves it's him by calling Scott a dick (thank you, Joss!), and he does that thing with his eyebrow, and he's just. So. Hot. Don't get me started on the cage fighting.
And it's not just Logan or the Logan/Rogue relationship that intrigues me. There are some seriously interesting political themes in the first movie, and even more in the second, post-09.11.01 movie. Not only that, but the theme of outcasts and exclusion is on that we should pay attention to, as the U.S. goes hurtling backwards in time under the Bush regime. ::grumble::
ANYway, there's just something about this 'verse that intrigues me. And it don't hurt that Logan? Is totally hot. :)