I owe my amazing remixer another review for 5. I'm having difficulty processing my delight that someone went back to something that is so old (I now remember I posted Stuff in late 1996-1997) that was so hugely important to me and to the direction my adult life would take. I was messaging with
petra last night, shocked to learn that here was yet another person I meet a decade or more later who had read that story in the 90s. And as I looked at my Twitter timeline (another advantage of all my self indulgent squee is that it drove everything else off my TL for a little bit ugh ugh ugh), I realized that the vast majority of my peeps have come from two places -- the pool of folks I met while writing and posting Stuff and in the subsequent development of Club Jade and, and then 10+ years later through writing The Stone Gryphon. Apart from neighbors and work colleagues the vast majority of my nearest and dearest have all come through communities built around fic.
amidst the haze of last night some thoughts that kept me up too late.
About Stuff-- ( more babbling )
About communities -- I keep seeing those things on Tumblr about OMG what are old people doing in fandom. Why are you STILL HERE? I joked to Petra that we're like mildew. They said it "People with a rich fannish history aren't mildew, we're the mysterious plant-like organism that grows in all caves everywhere and glows with an unearthly light, allowing stories to flourish." the experience isn't unique. I'm just blessed to have been able to do it twice, in a different way, different era, with TSG, and again have the privilege of meeting wonderful people through fic, bonding over it, and then the bonds of friendship endure when the fic fades.
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amidst the haze of last night some thoughts that kept me up too late.
About Stuff-- ( more babbling )
About communities -- I keep seeing those things on Tumblr about OMG what are old people doing in fandom. Why are you STILL HERE? I joked to Petra that we're like mildew. They said it "People with a rich fannish history aren't mildew, we're the mysterious plant-like organism that grows in all caves everywhere and glows with an unearthly light, allowing stories to flourish." the experience isn't unique. I'm just blessed to have been able to do it twice, in a different way, different era, with TSG, and again have the privilege of meeting wonderful people through fic, bonding over it, and then the bonds of friendship endure when the fic fades.
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