Insomnia, thy name is Sonja.
Nov. 17th, 2003 04:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
seethingheathenOr sommat. Fuck. It's nearly quarter of four, and I'm awake. Yeah, good shit. I thought I'd amuse you lot with some random sputterings. As if that's any different that what I usually amuse you lot with.
Disclaimer: This really isn't meant to offend. It's just my opinion. I paid for this little corner of the Web, and I'll use it as I please. Chances are, if I know you, this isn't about you. Limey Girls and GSC, relax.
Arrogance and Fan Fiction: One Girl's Unsolicited Opinions.
by Sonja
Nothing drives me battier than a fan fiction author who thinks she's God's gift to her fandom. Or any fandom, for that matter. Why do certain ones of us believe that the world hangs on our every word? Granted, there are those who genuinely have nothing more to do than read about Orlando and Elijah's fictitious carnal exploits, but, for the most part, we all have more important things to do. There are certain stories that hold our attention more than others, and certain authors we do truly adore, but please, arrogance is most unbecoming. When one gets the idea that her (often imagined) legions of fans have elevated her to the status of deity, she tends to lose a bit of her talent. Is that because her head has gotten so large that quality plot ideas get lost on the way from her brain to her fingertips, and therefore never make it to the keyboard?
Sure, I'm as potty as the next pervert for a good old-fashioned round of Hide the Sausage between Billy and Dom, but my life does not depend on you posting your next chapter. And I hate to tell you this, but your plot really isn't all that original, seeing as how there are more of us slashers than stars in the sky, and we're bound to duplicate each other inadvertently every now and again. That's fine, but don't claim what isn't truly yours. I know I write a slutty Orlando or a timid, virgin Elijah just as often as the next girl. And of course, there's the Billy in a Kilt. How I do adore that one. Nevermind that drunken experimental gay sex stories probably number in the hundreds. Mine are in there as well, mind you. I can't deny it.
Write what you write for the sheer joy of writing it; for the entertainment of it all. Don't make it your life and don't take yourself too seriously. And, above all, remember that it's fiction, and that just because you want it to be true, doesn't mean that it is.
Disclaimer: This really isn't meant to offend. It's just my opinion. I paid for this little corner of the Web, and I'll use it as I please. Chances are, if I know you, this isn't about you. Limey Girls and GSC, relax.
by Sonja
Nothing drives me battier than a fan fiction author who thinks she's God's gift to her fandom. Or any fandom, for that matter. Why do certain ones of us believe that the world hangs on our every word? Granted, there are those who genuinely have nothing more to do than read about Orlando and Elijah's fictitious carnal exploits, but, for the most part, we all have more important things to do. There are certain stories that hold our attention more than others, and certain authors we do truly adore, but please, arrogance is most unbecoming. When one gets the idea that her (often imagined) legions of fans have elevated her to the status of deity, she tends to lose a bit of her talent. Is that because her head has gotten so large that quality plot ideas get lost on the way from her brain to her fingertips, and therefore never make it to the keyboard?
Sure, I'm as potty as the next pervert for a good old-fashioned round of Hide the Sausage between Billy and Dom, but my life does not depend on you posting your next chapter. And I hate to tell you this, but your plot really isn't all that original, seeing as how there are more of us slashers than stars in the sky, and we're bound to duplicate each other inadvertently every now and again. That's fine, but don't claim what isn't truly yours. I know I write a slutty Orlando or a timid, virgin Elijah just as often as the next girl. And of course, there's the Billy in a Kilt. How I do adore that one. Nevermind that drunken experimental gay sex stories probably number in the hundreds. Mine are in there as well, mind you. I can't deny it.
Write what you write for the sheer joy of writing it; for the entertainment of it all. Don't make it your life and don't take yourself too seriously. And, above all, remember that it's fiction, and that just because you want it to be true, doesn't mean that it is.
