I should've done kink recs before. In doing them, I discovered that two of my best friends, who I've been friends with for years, like the same kinks I do. That's years of kink talk we could have been having that we missed out on! At least we know now, and it's made for fun when talking JoBros plot bunnies with one of them. (Seriously, the JoBros Kink Meme is pretty good for kink, but there still isn't quite enough power struggle/control fic.)
I've also found that since I did a whole bunch of them, the occasional one-off seems like no big deal in terms of what it might tell you about me. (Although there's one story I don't know if I can rec because I know someone who knows one of the characters. Weirdly, this doesn't keep me from reading fic about the character, whereas there's another character I can't read fic about [or at least not where he's the main character] because I know someone who knows him. This clearly is not entirely rational.)
The other place I'm finding an interesting intersection of relationships is on Twitter. You may remember that I started using Twitter as a sort of fannish Facebook - a place to post short fannish updates not appropriate for my Facebook status line. But now more and more people I know from places other than fandom are following me on Twitter, which makes for an interesting experience. All of the other fannish people I know are using Twitter to keep in touch with people they know and/or talk to celebrities, which means they don't really engage in fannish stuff. And then there are the people I know from places other than fandom who obviously aren't talking fandom.
But what's most interesting/disturbing/thought-provoking is the way having non-fannish people pay attention has changed what I talk about. I'd been posting snippets of the resistance AU (which, incidentally, I finished the first draft of yesterday, so you may see it sometime soon) as I wrote/transcribed them. On the day that B, who I've been friends with for a very long time, started following me, I was transcribing a sex scene and was going to paste a sentence into the Twitter update box when I thought, "I can't do that! B's following me!" and then I was annoyed with myself for the rest of the afternoon. I eventually sent him an email saying that I was likely to post porn and I would understand if he didn't want to follow me, and he wrote back asking why I thought it would bother him, and since then, he's admitted he didn't really read my story posts (at least the things where I wrote a whole story via Twitter).
Here's the thing: B is the person I'm closest to that I don't talk about sex with. And I keep thinking about Tony Kushner talking about giving away too much of yourself when talking about sex. And having other people I know even less well follow me makes it even weirder.
The result of all of this is that I now talk more about music, real life, and the alternate ridiculousness and adorableness of the celebrities I'm following, and less about fannish things and porn, and I'm not sure I like that.
I've also found that since I did a whole bunch of them, the occasional one-off seems like no big deal in terms of what it might tell you about me. (Although there's one story I don't know if I can rec because I know someone who knows one of the characters. Weirdly, this doesn't keep me from reading fic about the character, whereas there's another character I can't read fic about [or at least not where he's the main character] because I know someone who knows him. This clearly is not entirely rational.)
The other place I'm finding an interesting intersection of relationships is on Twitter. You may remember that I started using Twitter as a sort of fannish Facebook - a place to post short fannish updates not appropriate for my Facebook status line. But now more and more people I know from places other than fandom are following me on Twitter, which makes for an interesting experience. All of the other fannish people I know are using Twitter to keep in touch with people they know and/or talk to celebrities, which means they don't really engage in fannish stuff. And then there are the people I know from places other than fandom who obviously aren't talking fandom.
But what's most interesting/disturbing/thought-provoking is the way having non-fannish people pay attention has changed what I talk about. I'd been posting snippets of the resistance AU (which, incidentally, I finished the first draft of yesterday, so you may see it sometime soon) as I wrote/transcribed them. On the day that B, who I've been friends with for a very long time, started following me, I was transcribing a sex scene and was going to paste a sentence into the Twitter update box when I thought, "I can't do that! B's following me!" and then I was annoyed with myself for the rest of the afternoon. I eventually sent him an email saying that I was likely to post porn and I would understand if he didn't want to follow me, and he wrote back asking why I thought it would bother him, and since then, he's admitted he didn't really read my story posts (at least the things where I wrote a whole story via Twitter).
Here's the thing: B is the person I'm closest to that I don't talk about sex with. And I keep thinking about Tony Kushner talking about giving away too much of yourself when talking about sex. And having other people I know even less well follow me makes it even weirder.
The result of all of this is that I now talk more about music, real life, and the alternate ridiculousness and adorableness of the celebrities I'm following, and less about fannish things and porn, and I'm not sure I like that.