Poll: When fan fiction meets real life, what happens?

[thefourthvine]

In America at this time of year, we get extremely used to answering invasive questions from total strangers. So I thought I'd conduct a poll that could yield potentially interesting results.

Basically, I'm curious about how you handle the interaction between your real life and your fan life; as someone who just recently invited a real-life, pre-fandom friend to view this rather fannish LJ, I find this a topic of relevance right now. And it's sure less depressing than all the political polls I've been reading.


[Poll #370787]

Comments

[cyanei.livejournal.com]

Did those choices work for you?

Yep. Pretty clear-cut, I think.

And, well, I have support, but most of it is internetish. Since I'm girl-shaped and I date men, it's never really come up with real-type friends. My mom knows, but she doesn't believe me: apparently painting ones fingernails makes one irrevocably female. ( ;

[thefourthvine.livejournal.com]

*eyes fingernails with worry*

So what does having perpetually unpolished fingernails make one? Why did no one tell me that my gender was decided by the color of my nails? I like being a girl! I don't want to have to be a boy just because I think fingernail polish feels weird! (Nor do I want to have to start painting my nails, because, lord, that's a disaster a person can only experience so many times before giving up altogether. I'm not *coordinated* enough to have polished fingernails; this is a proven fact.)

OK, panic attack (and inappropriate humor) over. But, lord, your mother's gender standards are...interesting. As I'm sure you knew. (Also, I always wonder why people don't believe statements like that. Why in god's name would you go out of your way to tell someone who is evidently quite likely to be unsupportive if it wasn't true?)

[cyanei.livejournal.com]

Well, I can actually sort of see where she's coming from; I'm sure I appear very girly to most people. But it's hard to explain that I'm not a girly girl, I'm a girly boy. And that, yes, were I born male I would still paint my nails, wear makeup, and be just as interested in boys, interior decorating, and clothing as I am now. And I would probably spend just as much time on my hair.

This baffles some, I'm sure, and all things considered, I'd rather have her not believe me and still let me live in her house than have her take it to heart and disown me.