Sigh. Yeah, probably. Makes me feel unkind to forever be thinking "oh, for fuck's sake, who cares?" though. Oh well.

I've never worried about meta. My literary criteria has always been "Did I enjoy it?". When people point out meta things, I can see them, but I very rarely see them for myself.

I think most people hit that point with meta talk. I did. It's not that I don't find the topics themselves interesting, but I have very little that's new to say, and most people don't have anything new to say, so I'm pretty content to go off and read new fic instead.

Why have I suddenly lost all interest in meta?

Because when fandom talks about itself, it stops producing anything other than endless essays about fandom and becomes really hella boring?

Well, I used to be interested, though. It's just in the past five or six months that I've started feeling the desperate urge to jump up and down saying "fandom is not your thesis!" (Which is, of course, often incorrect.)

Eh, whatever. I'm having a moody week anyway.

It's gotta be Mulder. Logan would, like, drink too much and not follow doctor's orders...and I'm thinking about this, why?

Well, I used to be interested, though. It's just in the past five or six months that I've started feeling the desperate urge to jump up and down saying "fandom is not your thesis!" (Which is, of course, often incorrect.)

Tastes get conflated with beliefs too often for my comfort in meta discussion, so I'm down with a firm "whatev" at the moment.

I do guiltily enjoy the "critique, good or bad" meta flamewars, because both sides generally end up looking foolish.

I don't know, I tend to enjoy them. Although then again, I'm mostly reading people whose opinions I respect and, let's face it, already agree with. And I like seeing people put stuff into words nicely. But that's when I'm on a meta upswing. At other times I'm all "stupid fricking navel-gazing, if you don't like it don't freaking read it!" Mind you, the next day I'll be all, "You know what I really dislike about this story, and what I think it tells us about the faults of society at large and the eventual doom of the universe? Let me tell you..." I'm fickle. Or else I'm Walt Whitman.

But I'm starting to think it's the Jupiter Return or something (anyone here read Dykes to Watch Out For and wanna remind me of the phrase?). At least for me. The things I've been irritated with recently would fill a Bag of Holding.

In other news, I'm thinking of writing Harry Potter angst. What, I can't completely contradict myself?

Dark, sad, and utterly brilliant Buffy/Giles story here. August is so amazing.

Consider, please, that this rec is from someone who doesn't actually like Buffy/Giles. And read it anyway.