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Jan. 16th, 2021 10:00 pm*peers at Twitter* Well. That was sure a thing that happened, wasn't it.
For those not extremely on Twitter someone decided they were going to start off with "Fanfiction is bad actually because it only teaches you to write worse" and conclude with "People who claim fanfiction is the only outlet for queer writers actively attack and try to drive to suicide queer writers because they're too radical for writing traditional original fiction and you're all mean." And in between there was a stop-off at "Saying women can only write fanfiction is misogynist" or maybe "only women can write fanfiction"? I forget what she ascribed to people. And also what I think was a sideswipe at "You can't come after me I'm marginalized too" which... what? Anyway, so that was today's drama.
It did remind me to work on my former Killjoys fanfic novel, which I then proceeded to not do for a couple hours because I'm still stuck on how to resolve any of this. I think what I might end up having to do is not resolve some of it and leave open the possibility for sequels if I come up with them, and just resolve the main conflict. Unfortunately the main conflict is the encroaching sort-of techno-zombie horde. Ugh. This got worse when I decided it didn't resemble the original canon at all and I was only straining and writing poorly trying to make it do so, and decided to redraft chunks for originality.
I did get some of the dishes put away though, and my laundry done, I finally sorted out my beads properly and realized I had almost all the right charms (and then promptly finished the set, yes) to do both a Dark Tower bracelet of Bird and Bear and Hare and Fish and a Sucker Punch bracelet with the gun charms, so that's going to happen. Um. Did a bit of other cleaning of the office, although I think the rest of that is going to wait till tomorrow. I should go to bed though. I've reached the stage of frustration with this synopsis that my brain is latching onto anything else and going "Hey, why don't we write about that?" No, brain. We are not doing Lich Masterpiece Theatre. Dammit.
For those not extremely on Twitter someone decided they were going to start off with "Fanfiction is bad actually because it only teaches you to write worse" and conclude with "People who claim fanfiction is the only outlet for queer writers actively attack and try to drive to suicide queer writers because they're too radical for writing traditional original fiction and you're all mean." And in between there was a stop-off at "Saying women can only write fanfiction is misogynist" or maybe "only women can write fanfiction"? I forget what she ascribed to people. And also what I think was a sideswipe at "You can't come after me I'm marginalized too" which... what? Anyway, so that was today's drama.
It did remind me to work on my former Killjoys fanfic novel, which I then proceeded to not do for a couple hours because I'm still stuck on how to resolve any of this. I think what I might end up having to do is not resolve some of it and leave open the possibility for sequels if I come up with them, and just resolve the main conflict. Unfortunately the main conflict is the encroaching sort-of techno-zombie horde. Ugh. This got worse when I decided it didn't resemble the original canon at all and I was only straining and writing poorly trying to make it do so, and decided to redraft chunks for originality.
I did get some of the dishes put away though, and my laundry done, I finally sorted out my beads properly and realized I had almost all the right charms (and then promptly finished the set, yes) to do both a Dark Tower bracelet of Bird and Bear and Hare and Fish and a Sucker Punch bracelet with the gun charms, so that's going to happen. Um. Did a bit of other cleaning of the office, although I think the rest of that is going to wait till tomorrow. I should go to bed though. I've reached the stage of frustration with this synopsis that my brain is latching onto anything else and going "Hey, why don't we write about that?" No, brain. We are not doing Lich Masterpiece Theatre. Dammit.