Fan Fiction.
Fan Fiction (most often shortened to the term fanfic) is wrote by young people. The teens write these stories about their idols. Such as Harry Potter, Sherlock Holmes and Justin Bieber. Fanfics can be about how Cody Simpson falls in love with a fan he met a the dog run or how Cody Simpson falls in love with Josh Hutcherson.
Seriously.
I've heard of a fanfic in which Harry Styles goes to Hogwarts and falls in love with Harry Potter.
Dead Serious.
And then there are AU fanfics (AU stands for alternate universe). In an AU fanfic Frodo Baggins and Samwise Gamgee can be portrayed as normal old high school students. Or Edward Cullen can be portrayed as a drug lord with an obsession with cars. In AU's really they only thing that gives a fanfic reason to tie itself to a fandom is that the name of a character is the same as the object of following in the fandom in question. So I could write a story about a girl with circular glasses named Harriet Pottering and it instantly becomes a Potterhead story.
I kid you not.
There are two major websites dedicated to fanfics. LiveJournal and AO3. LiveJournal is mostly bands and celeb fanfiction while AO3 is mostly subfandoms such as, The Avengers or Anime. Both sites are fan-owned and fan-runned.
Every fandom has that one fanfic that everyone in the fandom has read and is so highly regarded that if you can't recount the entire plot backwards you are not a true fan. Apparently. For the Twihards it's Fifty Shades Of Grey. FSOG had such a wild reaction among the Twihards that it's now a published book being made into a movie. All based off of a Twilight fanfic.
Now each fandom has a rating. G, PG, PG-13, R and NC-17. An example, Adam Lambert fans, called The Lambertinis, are rated R so the majority of their fanfics are also rated R. To be a considered a completed fanfic you must give your work a rating. Unfortunately most fandoms are rated above PG-13, making most fanfics unreadable in my case because of all the "smut" as the fandoms call "it".
With all that said, I think fanfiction is kinda extraordinary.
All these young people, write these novel length stories, some of which have one and sometimes two sequels. They dream up these crazy plot lines and complex webs of characters. They paint pictures of crippling pain and utter happiness. They give their characters their own feelings and share real experiences, some of which take quite a bit of bravery to publish.
So it's just kinda amazing that these young people have this subculture in which they write these stories and publish them. They read them. They edit them. They create soundtracks for them. They recommend them to other readers/writers. And no one tells them to. They do all this by their own free will. And they enjoy it.
It's kind of beautiful.
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Friday, February 8, 2013
Random Ramblings...
Generation Y and Generation Z.
*gasp*
The teenagers and young adults.
*gasp*
The ages eleven to twenty five.
*gasp*
It's true, for the most part this generation is lazy, unrefined, directionless and uneducated. But there are some hiding, who truly are gifted. Kids who are gifted in math and words and music and loving others and singing and writing and listening and talking and leading and building and thinking and living. Those kids go to every day school. They sit at desks. They play dodge ball in gym class. They have cake at their birthday's.
But they are sometimes ignored.
Not by peers.
But by non-peers.
Usually the people most isolated have the most to give the world.
*gasp*
The teenagers and young adults.
*gasp*
The ages eleven to twenty five.
*gasp*
It's true, for the most part this generation is lazy, unrefined, directionless and uneducated. But there are some hiding, who truly are gifted. Kids who are gifted in math and words and music and loving others and singing and writing and listening and talking and leading and building and thinking and living. Those kids go to every day school. They sit at desks. They play dodge ball in gym class. They have cake at their birthday's.
But they are sometimes ignored.
Not by peers.
But by non-peers.
Usually the people most isolated have the most to give the world.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Quote.
An Introduction To Myself: Part 3
I'm sitting on my couch. As I've mentioned before, I hate our couches. They are hard and leather and slippery and sometimes sticky and so nothing like the old black couch. I miss the old black couch. I'd come and sleep on it 90% of my nights because I liked it better than my own bed.
So, as I'm sitting on my couch, my hair is drying from my shower. I have this crazy, untamed hair. It's not long at all, only to my shoulders. But it's super thick. And takes eons to dry. And since I tend to lack common sense, I'm growing it out long again. Stupid girl. But it'll be an adventure. We'll see how long I make it before chopping it all off again.
So, as I'm sitting on my couch (that I hate) and my hair is drying slowly, I'm listening to Pandora radio. Currently it's on my One Direction channel and the song Boston by Augustana is playing. But only about five minutes ago it was on the Winnie the Pooh channel playing You'll Be Here In My Heart from the Tarzan movie. Because if you say you're too old for Disney movies you're lying.
So, as I'm sitting on this wretched couch, allowing my hair a generous amount of time to dry and listening to indie rock and children's songs depending on my mood, I'm also digesting Carb Smart Ice Cream.
Good Night.
So, as I'm sitting on my couch, my hair is drying from my shower. I have this crazy, untamed hair. It's not long at all, only to my shoulders. But it's super thick. And takes eons to dry. And since I tend to lack common sense, I'm growing it out long again. Stupid girl. But it'll be an adventure. We'll see how long I make it before chopping it all off again.
So, as I'm sitting on my couch (that I hate) and my hair is drying slowly, I'm listening to Pandora radio. Currently it's on my One Direction channel and the song Boston by Augustana is playing. But only about five minutes ago it was on the Winnie the Pooh channel playing You'll Be Here In My Heart from the Tarzan movie. Because if you say you're too old for Disney movies you're lying.
So, as I'm sitting on this wretched couch, allowing my hair a generous amount of time to dry and listening to indie rock and children's songs depending on my mood, I'm also digesting Carb Smart Ice Cream.
Good Night.
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