Oh, I found the whole thing odd.

Ficwriters are insane, he says. But he actively encourages people to fic about him, and then posts the stories on his website.

And his comment about not investigating the phenomenon read to me as a rather backhanded way of saying "I recognize that women are into this and I'm not even going to BEGIN to speculate on why because I know that if I try I'll get my head handed to me on a platter by enraged femi-nazis and slasheristas. So I leave it up to you to figure out why women are into this. Aren't they CUTE?"

Well, yeah, but the interesting moments.

See, I don't find moments of mush at all interesting, but we could be defining mush differently. Moments where people connect, yes, but that's not the same thing in my book.

I don't find moments of mush at all interesting

I wasn't equating it. Just pointing out that "reality of life" and "interesting fiction" don't tend to intersect anyway.

Mush can be interesting to me. Anything can. It's not the stuff I groove on, but neither are sex scenes, and much of slash spends more time there than I care to. I think Mulder and Krycek should have hot animal sex. I just don't need it to be at the forefront of any story that accepts that as truth.

I'm not all about the pain, either. Just more about the whole reality-of-life thing. Mushy moments are more the exception than the rule.

Same here.

On another topic, has anyone read "Future Imperfect", which is a Spuffy story set in 2336 that was recced on BBF a few days back? Is it just me, or is it pretty much a straight ripoff of Yahtzee's "Phoenix Burning" with Spike in the Angel role, except less interesting?

Plei is me. I have a very low tolerance for mush.

I get mushy about my kitties.

But that's life, not reading.

I wasn't equating it. Just pointing out that "reality of life" and "interesting fiction" don't tend to intersect anyway.

See, I find that I'm endlessly entertained by characters attempting to deal with the mundane reality of life despite extraordinary circumstances.

I find that I'm endlessly entertained by characters attempting to deal with the mundane reality of life despite extraordinary circumstances.

Ah. I wasn't putting "extraordinary" in my "reality of life".

I get mushy about my kitties.

Whew. t no longer looking for strange knobby protuberances on the back of Plei's neck

Ordinary people in extraordinary circumstances. Yep, I'm there.

Ah. I wasn't putting "extraordinary" in my "reality of life".

Gotcha.

So, to clarify my position (make it all gheetastic), I like to see how they cope. What they cling to. What makes ticking happen. The schmoopy stuff doesn't tend to hit the things I want to know, like, say, how do you brush your teeth if there's no running water?, or something like that.

Neal Pollack is one of those intensely ironic writers where very little, if any, of what he says can be taken at face value. Go read his blog, which is hysterical if you follow the sort of politics/media nexus he's mocking. I haven't read this article, but I doubt it was meant to be taken at face value.