Far from the madding crowd?
Feb. 26th, 2001 07:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rsadelleIn a rare bout of agreement with quite a lot of other people, I'm sick and tired of fandom. I feel about fandom in general now the way I felt about Mulder/Scully Romance when I stopped reading it. The stories are more or less the same, and so are the discussions and arguments. The first time the same issues came up, I watched. The second time, I got involved in the discussion. This time, I'm just sick of it and inclined to throw my hands up and say, "Fine. Let it all go to hell."
Instead of being one of the authors so passionate about fandom, I'm now just another one of the old and bitter slashers who slowly starts working herself out of slash fandom.
That doesn't mean I've disappeared completely. I'm now on digests on a lot of lists, and I left other lists, but I also joined some new lists. The lists I joined, with one exception, are gen/het lists and, under one of my aliases, general discussion lists.
My fascination with gen and het, especially well-written and Real People gen and het, is very much the same as my initial fascination with slash; it's something different. I'm sick and tired of the stories that all have the same plot and basically the same characters, no matter who they pretend to be. I'm sick and tired of the same discussions about what makes good fic and why RPS is or isn't evil. I'm ready for fic about different people in different styles. I'm ready for discussions about what Jarod and Miss Parker's relationship might be. I'm ready for lists that don't leave me frustrated, annoyed and angry all the time.
In a not unrelated rant, I'm struggling very hard not to say to a great number of people, "Just grow the fuck up already." It's not just the women in their thirties who act fifteen. It's not just the teenagers whose journals I read and think, "Of course you feel that way; everyone feels that way at your age." It's not even just the old and venerable, relatively speaking, slashers who are so taken with NSync. It's all of them and more. Everywhere I turn, there are people who by rights should be mature enough to deal with the real world and the fan world, yet aren't. In the midst of all this infuriating immaturity, who's acting like an adult? The ex-friend who usually insists on being all of about thirteen. Ah, irony, how thou hast not failed me.
Instead of being one of the authors so passionate about fandom, I'm now just another one of the old and bitter slashers who slowly starts working herself out of slash fandom.
That doesn't mean I've disappeared completely. I'm now on digests on a lot of lists, and I left other lists, but I also joined some new lists. The lists I joined, with one exception, are gen/het lists and, under one of my aliases, general discussion lists.
My fascination with gen and het, especially well-written and Real People gen and het, is very much the same as my initial fascination with slash; it's something different. I'm sick and tired of the stories that all have the same plot and basically the same characters, no matter who they pretend to be. I'm sick and tired of the same discussions about what makes good fic and why RPS is or isn't evil. I'm ready for fic about different people in different styles. I'm ready for discussions about what Jarod and Miss Parker's relationship might be. I'm ready for lists that don't leave me frustrated, annoyed and angry all the time.
In a not unrelated rant, I'm struggling very hard not to say to a great number of people, "Just grow the fuck up already." It's not just the women in their thirties who act fifteen. It's not just the teenagers whose journals I read and think, "Of course you feel that way; everyone feels that way at your age." It's not even just the old and venerable, relatively speaking, slashers who are so taken with NSync. It's all of them and more. Everywhere I turn, there are people who by rights should be mature enough to deal with the real world and the fan world, yet aren't. In the midst of all this infuriating immaturity, who's acting like an adult? The ex-friend who usually insists on being all of about thirteen. Ah, irony, how thou hast not failed me.
Considering growing up
Date: 2001-02-27 05:39 am (UTC)