Fan Fiction: Writers, Readers, and Enablers
This thread is for fanfic recs, links, and discussion, but not for actual posting of fanfic.
But then I'm feeling vaguely tearful and vulnerable and crap at present, so I'm probably not wearing my most Rational!Fay hat at the moment. Ignore me.
Sweetie! Oh dear. Don't feel bad.
t ineffectual virtual hovering
I'll send you the recs as soon as I get onto the other computer. It's not quite working at the moment.
Oh darlingest of Lizards, could you send me the HP recs too? I'm sloooooowly being lured into reading HP fic, and I'd like something GOOD to read.
But that's apparently my issue, and the internet is changing, as is netiquette.
I've been around the Internet longer than Buffy's been on TV. I've been on the Internet since before there was a worldwide web, before there was an AOL, before there was any kind of graphical user interface. And I'm sorry, but I'm just not seeing how I breached netiquette by commenting about a post in one public forum on another one.
Also, Buffistas does not allow anonymous posting. I had to register with a real email address and then verify the registration. I know it doesn't seem like a lot to you, but it was to me and I took the time to come over here and respond after you took issue with holding the discussion elsewhere.
But then I'm feeling vaguely tearful and vulnerable and crap at present, so I'm probably not wearing my most Rational!Fay hat at the moment.
t smooch
Ignore me.
Never.
And I think this whole thing, plus the Firefly thing, brings up the issues we fretted over while we were still at WX: about privacy, and our Buffista Island tendencies; how easy we are to find now, and the unfortunate (from my view) publicity we'll get as a result; becoming this large and popular that the VIPs come and post occasionally; and the impact of being this large and popular, when we're so used to having a much smaller sense of community. It's definitely something that will require a closer look very soon.
OK, I'll just post them here. When my gorram computer bucks back up. I've renamed it Apocalypse Girl, did I tell you? I changed the icon for the hard drive from Cindy Sherman's Untitled #305 to a picture of Juliet Landau
/doting computer-owner (despite my better intentions)
Jilli, Lust over Pendle. I'm just saying. You'll never see Neville Longbottom the same.
I took the time to come over here and respond after you took issue with holding the discussion elsewhere.
Which I really appreciate. Go you.
Shed Your Skin
- man, I
love
that song. So Clexian. And now I'm listening to the
Indigo Girls
CD you sent me, Mme Lizard. You're an angel.
Jilli - what flavour of HP fic do you fancy? Have you already tried
Lust Over Pendle?
Or, if you're after something shorter, there's some nice stuff by Shalott . And of course Fearless Diva's
Tissue of Silver
is smashing, but it's still being revised. Hmm.
I'm just not seeing how I breached netiquette by commenting about a post in one public forum on another one.
I'm not sure it's netiquette per se. More of the Buffista sense of community. We value our privacy, as feeble as that may be in reality.
I know it doesn't seem like a lot to you, but it was to me and I took the time to come over here and respond after you took issue with holding the discussion elsewhere.
I think we all appreciate you coming over here and addressing this with us. I understand that giving out your true email and such is a big deal for you; but that particularly is a function of how the Buffistas function; our trend towards community and privacy. We don't want flamers. We don't want people who will try to bring down our community.
Which I hope you understand is not what I think you are. I'm just trying to convey our thoughts behind the matter. Or, our thoughts as interpreted by little ole me.
sense of community
And that's the bottom line. There's a real sense of community, and I really fucking cherish it. Um. In an irrational Go Go Gadget Sam Gamgee Overprotectiveness reflex kind of way generally reserved for my wee sister and Mme Lizard. (And Sam himself, of course, who is mine, and for whom I will kill all comers if they try anything.)