Oh man, this is so timely, because I have just had reason to reflect on the ridiculous way I fall into new fandoms, which has been consistent for, oh, twenty years now, and STILL lands me on my ass every time. I never go fannish for "prestige" shows. If you ask me for a "best of" list, I'll be like, "Oh ya, Slings and Arrows, Underground, The Get Down..." and probably bully you into borrowing my Slings and Arrows DVDs if I think I can get away with it.
But my fanfic? My reams of meta? My squee? SG-1 and Glee and Guardian. And what always happens is, a vid will cross one of my feeds, or a gifset, or sometimes even a fic by a friend with really catnippy tags. And then I'll go watch a couple episodes, and the show will be itself, and then I'll want to chatter on Dreamwidth about it, because cheerful, witty, low-stakes snarking about media is fun! "OH MY GOD, FRIENDS, I JUST HAD A GREAT TIME WATCHING THE SILLIEST, TRASHIEST NONSENSE, THE PLOT IS TEN CLICHÉS IN A TRENCH COAT, IT'S ANOTHER TOTAL SAUSAGE FEST, AND THE SET IS MADE OF FELT AND POPSICLE STICKS buuuuuut it has this one element I quite like, and this one character's deltoids in motion are worth a second look, so I'm gonna keep watching, don't worry, I'll be done in a week, I have no intention of going fannish about this one...."
And then. Oops. Watch me turn sheepish, because something in ep. 3 just hit my id like an anvil/that actor just demonstrated unexpected chops/I tootled over to AO3 and found fifteen of my favourite writers all cheering on each other's WIPs.
And then off I plunge into the fandom, hoping none of the friends-in-potentia I would now like to seduce have noticed my, uh, initial skepticism, or if they did, they were endeared. And I think I have a bad habit anyway of assuming my flist understands me perfectly, and knows when to take me unseriously, because it feels like it's full of old friends but really there's a steady trickle of new people who came in for something specific, like all the Jane Austen criticism I posted last year. And it would behoove me to be more honest with myself about how much of my snark is just pointless ego, like, needing to make sure people know my tASTES are reFINeD! and my INTellect UNdeCEIVED!!! no matter what my id is humping.
I think I shall crosspost this comment on my own blog, just to have as a reminder to self, for next time my new fandom radar blips. Squee early and often. Rec imperfection. Never be that old witch who hesitates over the kudos button because the fic had a malaprop in it. Always slam the kudos button.
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Date: 2019-11-18 05:08 pm (UTC)But my fanfic? My reams of meta? My squee? SG-1 and Glee and Guardian. And what always happens is, a vid will cross one of my feeds, or a gifset, or sometimes even a fic by a friend with really catnippy tags. And then I'll go watch a couple episodes, and the show will be itself, and then I'll want to chatter on Dreamwidth about it, because cheerful, witty, low-stakes snarking about media is fun! "OH MY GOD, FRIENDS, I JUST HAD A GREAT TIME WATCHING THE SILLIEST, TRASHIEST NONSENSE, THE PLOT IS TEN CLICHÉS IN A TRENCH COAT, IT'S ANOTHER TOTAL SAUSAGE FEST, AND THE SET IS MADE OF FELT AND POPSICLE STICKS buuuuuut it has this one element I quite like, and this one character's deltoids in motion are worth a second look, so I'm gonna keep watching, don't worry, I'll be done in a week, I have no intention of going fannish about this one...."
And then. Oops. Watch me turn sheepish, because something in ep. 3 just hit my id like an anvil/that actor just demonstrated unexpected chops/I tootled over to AO3 and found fifteen of my favourite writers all cheering on each other's WIPs.
And then off I plunge into the fandom, hoping none of the friends-in-potentia I would now like to seduce have noticed my, uh, initial skepticism, or if they did, they were endeared. And I think I have a bad habit anyway of assuming my flist understands me perfectly, and knows when to take me unseriously, because it feels like it's full of old friends but really there's a steady trickle of new people who came in for something specific, like all the Jane Austen criticism I posted last year. And it would behoove me to be more honest with myself about how much of my snark is just pointless ego, like, needing to make sure people know my tASTES are reFINeD! and my INTellect UNdeCEIVED!!! no matter what my id is humping.
I think I shall crosspost this comment on my own blog, just to have as a reminder to self, for next time my new fandom radar blips. Squee early and often. Rec imperfection. Never be that old witch who hesitates over the kudos button because the fic had a malaprop in it. Always slam the kudos button.