Making up stories about somebody isn't real - it's fiction

Well, I was assuming we were using that definition of fiction. The real life is the direct and palpable input.

But how can I rationalize an instinctual protective response? Not easily. Just that it would be invasive if it happened to me (I don't even let myself be porned here), and I know enough people that do consider it invasive that I'm going to extend the benefit of the doubt to the people I haven't checked with.

I'm not running around shutting down sites, or telling other people how to feel about it. I'm saying I'll neither consume nor produce it. 'Tis all.

I completely fail to see how it's a necessary response to anything, though.

Using the details that you glean from EW is just foraging for material. As Misha notes, it comes out your creation. Whether you want it to or not - every writer does that.

WHOA! Please don't use my argument for why Joyce wasn't writing RPF to strengthen your argument for RPF, because it doesn't work. I was talking about borrowing material from life to build a new character. You're talking about finding out everything you can about a real person's life, making up the parts you don't know, and calling it by the same name as that real person. Different thing.

I'm with ita. I have a complete instinctive response to RPF in almost any form (unless it's clearly parody), and RPS makes my belly clench in bad ways. I'm a cheerful ficcer and that's one of the ways in which I can assert my ownership of the corporate myth, if you will, but I assert no ownership over other human beings.

Others may do as they will but I don't have to read it. And yes, I'm also uncomfortable with fic based on literary works by living authors. Yes, I'm aware that's not entirely logical, but there it is.

tsk. I can't argue with your instinctive responses. Though this is a highly refined instinct, not necessarily the kind you find in ferrets.

WHOA! Please don't use my argument for why Joyce wasn't writing RPF to strengthen your argument for RPF,

Bwahaha! Try and stop me.

because it doesn't work.

We'll see about that.

I was talking about borrowing material from life to build a new character.

Check.

You're talking about finding out everything you can about a real person's life,

Did not! That may be the RPF M.O., but I did not allude to this.

making up the parts you don't know,

Fiction, check. See above.

and calling it by the same name as that real person.

Yeah. See Pierre Menard, Kathy Acker blah blah post-modern cakes. Which is entirely the source of my glib - I don't really feel like defending the post-modern reading. Who does? But...

Different thing.

I don't think it is. Y'all see it as signficantly, ethically different and I don't. Because writers use whatever's handy, whatever fires up their imaginations. Where people decide to draw their own lines is their own business, but I don't think it's essentially different. In essence it isn't.

I do not consider it essentially different in the sense that they are different types of fiction. But I do find one essentially reprehensible and ethically problematic, and the other not.

Bwahaha! Try and stop me.

Hee. I love Evil Hec.

Hee. I love Evil Hec.

Speaking of which, I let Emmett watch Fellowship of the Ring tonight. During the fight against the cave troll? (and ita will like this) Emmett was chanting with great animation: "War! War! War!"

It doesn't quite have the exceedingly glib quotient of "Violence is cool" but I think the bloodlust is there. Also, true to form, Emmett thought Sauron (as glimpsed in the early flashbacks) was cool.

That reminds me of my cousin, who one day as a little kid announced to his mother, "I want to watch some violins." She was delighted, and helped him flip through channels until they found an orchestra, or something; but he started to twist with impatience again. No, not that; he said. Turns out he'd said he wanted to watch some violence.

Nevermind. t /Emily Littella

Man, I miss Gilda.

Heh. Sax and violins.

Also, Emmett tried to do Gimli's accent as the troll attacked and heaped all kinds of pseudo Dwarvish abuse at the troll.

Sax and violins.

BWAH!

Did you make that up?

I need that on a T-shirt. Or something.