Happy Wednesday, or as we say around here, Happy Garbage Day!
Today's prompt is:
6. What's your current fandom love(s) and/or ship(s)?
This is an easy one. Sherlock. The show is amazing. The visuals are amazing. The acting is amazing. The writing is amazing. The fanfic is - um -
Well, as with everything, Sturgeon's Law applies to the fic - 90% of it is crap. Probably more, honestly. But there are gems. (Ask for recs if you want 'em)
(Totally off topic, but Wikipedia tells me Theodore Sturgeon, for whom the law is named, was born Edward Hamilton Waldo. I wonder if he finished a piece of writing, decided he needed something to eat and a pseudonym, and in a eureka moment during a bizarre snack break, exclaimed "This caviar is a gift from God! Hey! I know..."
I also watch Sleepy Hollow (as mentioned yesterday). It has big names and a lot of money behind it, and was the first thing renewed this season. It's also just like a train wreck on the deck of the Titanic as seen from the gondola of the Hindenburg. But I can't look away. Not while Tom Mison is that pretty.
Today's suggested prompt is:
Share your favorite stories (with links!) from your first fandom love(s)/ship(s). Tell us why you still love them.
I'd be here all night. Feelings would be hurt. Favourites would be forgotten. Mistakes would be made!!!
So instead, let me tell you about the first fic I ever read. It's almost seasonally appropriate, too.
The year was - I have no idea. 1996, I think. I had been watching X-Files (just slightly obsessively) from the pilot, but we were a young family with young children living in the suburbs of the middle of no-where, with the most unreliable, slow, half-assed dial-up service imaginable. (Also, there wasn't that much on the internet to look at during these dark days. I know it's hard to imagine, but once, this was true.) Anyway, it was near Christmas, and my husband came home from work with a print-out of an email someone had forwarded him. It was DEAR SANTA by Laura Capozzola and it was perfect. Absolutely perfect. More to the point, there was a url at the bottom which meant nothing to me at the time, but was, in fact, the address for the nascent Gossamer archive. Next time the dial-up gods smiles on me, I checked it out. Thus, a fangirl was born.
Anyway, for anyone who doesn't know these things (and let's face it, my flist does) fanfic is available from the following delightful outlets:
Gossamer - All Xfiles, all the time.
Archive of Our Own (AO3)
FanFiction.net (aka The Pit of Voles - and not without reason)
Other archives are (probably) available.