a fool's musings

Fool, said my muse to me, look in thy heart and write...

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2002-01-29 - 12:27 a.m. whining Okay, just dropped three fics to 11 different lists and one newsgroup - let's see how little feedback I actually get. Yeah, I'm wallowing. I'm PMSing dammit! I'm allowed! Grr. Arrgh. Sleep now. ~victoria [current mood: ] [current music: ] [random quote: ] ~*~ 2002-01-28 - 7:45 p.m. A royale wit' cheese . You're sweet, but not naive - though you like to be babied like a child at times. You prefer to have a bad boy by your side, but sometimes have problems understanding why he has to run off to take care of business. You want to settle down, yet deep down inside, you are excited by the surprises life throws your way. Take the What Pulp Fiction Character Are You? quiz. I can see this... And 'cause I had to know: . Take the What Pulp Fiction Character Are You? quiz. Who's your daddy? ~victoria [current mood: ] [current music: ] [random quote: ] ~*~ 2002-01-28 - 3:45 p.m. they're not wrong What Psych-Ward do you belong to? [current mood: ] [current music: ] [random quote: ] ~*~ 2002-01-28 - 2:55 p.m. "There's an old Italian saying: you fuck up once, you lose two teeth" Here's a wee snippet I have no *idea* what to do with. When I wrote it, I really didn't like Remy much, based somewhat on my memories of the old cartoon, residual dislike for Rogue's "canon" lover, and early movieverse fanon. I've since undergone an epiphany of sorts regarding Remy. I don't dislike him as much anymore, and so I keep wanting to mitigate what I had planned for the rest of this, but then it sort of loses its power. Hence my confusion. This was inspired by a scene from the Sopranos last season, involving Tony schooling that idiot Jackie Jr. about showing respect when you're dating your capo's daughter. I *so* need to figure out an X-Men mafia AU... Anyhow, remember, I own not. You sue not. Logan knocked back the shot of bourbon and slammed the glass down on the bar. He motioned for a refill. It was his third such shot in the last five minutes. The bartender eyed him warily. He couldn't go on like this. He couldn't take watching her anymore, with her pansy-ass boyfriend, prancing around and saving the world, all dolled-up in tight leather. It wasn't *right*. It was more than a man should have to bear. She was his, he'd known it from the moment they met. Well, okay, maybe his first reaction hadn't exactly been friendly, but that was only because he had been so overwhelmed with shock at feeling things he'd never felt before. But his timing, as usual, was lousy. She had attached herself to someone else. He growled at the thought, sending the stripper who danced on the bar above him scurrying back to her pole. He'd had big plans for when he returned to the mansion. A year is a long time to be away. Things change. He figured she'd be ready when he got back. Then he saw them together. And felt like his heart had been ripped right out of his chest. Christ on a crutch! How could she possibly be cozied up to that red-eyed bastard? He was slick and good-looking; he spoke with the fakest French accent anyone had ever heard. There was no way his Marie would be taken in by such an asshole, and yet, there it was. They'd settled into a friendly relationship, and he'd managed to keep his feelings hidden for over a year. Hell, it was almost easy, what with her showing absolutely no sign of interest in anyone but the Cajun. She walked around with his scent on her, and he avoided her whenever possible. It was enough to drive a man to drink. Which explained the shot glasses lined up in front of him. "Leave the bottle," he snapped and the girl plunked it down, rolling her eyes. He was a regular, but usually he had a smirk and a tip for the dancers -- was even known to take one home every once in a while. But tonight he just seemed pissed off. He sat for a while, with his cigar and his bourbon, snarling almost soundlessly at anyone who came close. And then he caught the scent. He'd know it anywhere, hated it because it was usually so mixed up with Marie's that sometimes it was hard to tell them apart. He scanned the dimly lit club until he found the Gambit, sitting on a couch, grinning up at one of the girls as she gave him a lap dance. She looked like she knew him pretty well. *** So, if you've any ideas on where I should take this fic, keeping the whole Sopranos scene in [and if you watch the show, you know what I mean], yet not making Remy out to be scum like Jackie Jr. You know the drill, though for this, please e me. *** LaT wrote something in her LJ that I found very interesting, with my fascination for fanon and fandom and the way things get incorporated until no one's sure anymore where they began and why "everyone" uses them... She was talking about people trying to fit Superman comic canon into the Smallville framework, and tying themselves in knots over it. I wrote this in her comments section, but I figured I'd do a little expanding on it here, since it's something I'm used to dealing with from XMM. Having wrestled with this topic extensively in the X-Men movieverse fandom, which has many of the same issues [though not quite as many actual *years* of comics canon], I've learned that most people are going to end up in one of three "camps": *Camp 1 is the group for which the disconnect between comics canon and show canon is so great that it will finally send them away from the fandom, muttering in disgust that "That's not how Superman did XYZ"; *Camp 2 will be the people who've never read the comics and who are mightily hoping that Smallville contnues to buck comics canon, up to and including the idea that Lex won't wind up as Clark's arch-nemesis - these are the people who will ignore comics canon completely [as is their right with a television show that explicitly reworks canon] and will go AU as soon as Lex goes evil. I admit to being in this group on some days, not with Smallville, but with regard to the X-Men sequel. I sincerely hope that Bryan Singer et al. realize what a gem they've got in the Logan/Rogue relationship, even if they don't make it explicitly romantic, because of the chemistry between the actors, and so don't try to force the completely unsuccessful - and highly ludicrous, in terms of chemistry and the way things are framed in the movie - L/J/S triangle on us. *Camp 3, those of us who will do enough learning about the comics to stick in little touches of comics canon, taking what we want and leaving the rest. I do this, more now than before. I try to add in touches of things I've learned, from Pete and through my own research on the racxm-FAQ and other places. It'll be interesting to see who falls where, and if Smallville breaks out into these three groupings like XMM did. ~victoria link [current mood: annoyed] [current music: Scenes from an Italian Restaurant] [random quote: You fuck up once, you lose two teeth] ~*~ 2002-01-28 - 10:16 a.m. I am Daria Absolutely no surprise to anyone who knows me. I even look like Daria, except for the fact that I wear contacts instead of glasses most days, and I don't particularly care for green. *** On the whole archiving v. linking front, my question is, why do some fanfic authors have such a thing against being archived? Pollyanna was kind enough to give me an answer in my guestbook. The idea that one wants one's fiction read at one's site, in order to track readership, makes sense to me. A lot of sense, actually, as I'm a big stats geek, as perhaps, I've mentioned here a time or two. *g* So I can see the reluctance to have work elsewhere, where you *can't* track it, especially since it's highly likely that you're only getting one feedback email per oh, 100 reads. That's not a scientific guess; I sort of just pulled it out of my hat based on how many emails I get that originate from my site, as opposed to feedback from mailing lists, and the number of hits on my site, according to various counters and trackers. However, I've also seen the rationale that one would like to be able to pack up the tents and get out of Dodge quickly [to mix metaphors] for one reason or another, which strikes me as a little paranoid. But then, I post under my own name, and don't particularly care at the moment if people find my work. I suppose, and again Pollyanna pointed this out to me, that if I or someone close to me, were on the verge of being legitimately published, I might feel differently. However, I know of a number of legit fiction writers who keep their fan fiction on the net, pseudonymously, and, as far as I know, without repercussion in their careers. So I think that's a matter of personal comfort, and probably other items that I, not being anywhere near close to submitting anything to anyone, am not currently aware of. The other issue with linking, and one that bugs me tremendously, and again, I'd like to hear a rationale for, is that of linking to the main page of someone's site instead of directly to the story one is recommending. I mean, I can understand wanting people to see your pretty graphics, or whatever, but that doesn't make sense to me otherwise. Just like I'm annoyed by splash pages, because then I have to have an extra click before I get to the information I'm looking for, and I'm impatient. (I've heard that called a "fic tax" and I understand that the zendom people are going to be writing an article on it soon, which will be cool, I think.) I always wind up bookmarking the page with the author's story listings instead of the front page, and, looking at the counters on my site, I'd say other people do the same. In the case of sites like CABS, they ask you to link to the warning instead of to an interior page, and I can understand that. But with a story recommendation, I typically list the rating and the pairing and other information I find relevant (incest warnings, for example) on my recs page, so I see no need to have a link to the site's warning page. I mean, I'm telling people, go read this story. Here are the caveats. You should be old enough to make up your own mind as to whether or not it's something you want to read. I have a strong dislike of handholding for people. Don't blame me if you didn't pay attention to the warnings and get squicked. And yet, there are authors who insist on no direct linkage to their stories. My question is, why? Why make it more difficult for someone to get to your work? Why run the risk of annoying them so much that they leave without reading? I mean, yeah, against handholding, but I'm all for ease of access. So, if anyone who follows this practice of no deep links would like to tell me *why*, I'd love to hear it. You can email me, sign my guestbook, or leave me a note. The one thing I envy LiveJournal users is the comments section. You get to have something resembling a real conversation right there, instead of having to go to a guestbook or email. Sigh. Maybe Diaryland will get with that soon. *g* ~victoria [current mood: busy] [current music: Come Together - the Beatles] [current mood: ] [current music: ] [random quote: ] ~*~ previous - next DiaryLand Disclaimer: Reading this diary is not required by law. If you do not like or agree with the contents herein, or find them to be offensive on more than one occasion, please go elsewhere and don't come back. Management is not responsible for any adverse reactions to content within. The painting is "Boreas" by John William Waterhouse. Again, not a muse, but I like her. She suits the color scheme. The quote is from Sir Philip Sidney. This site is best viewed with IE4+ | 1024x768 | true color | verdana | tables