It depends on how small the fandom is. And what the overall feel of the fandom is.
Oh, yes, totally. I definitely have different standards for different fandoms - well, as we discussed, fandom-specific principles and preferences. In smaller fandoms, I tend to be looking for a reason to include the story, rather than reasons to exclude it. And, of course, there are those fandoms that have a darker or angstier or more OTT or more fragmented feel, and that's just the standard operating practice for writers, so I go with it if I can.
I have to say, I hate the idea of anyone being mean to you ever. All those people who flame your or complain about being recced or whatever? I HATE them. Bitches! BACK OFF MY OTP.
*is filled with OTPish love*
See, it is people like you that make the flames and the bitching worthwhile. It'd be worth putting up with ten thousand times more of that, just because via fandom I found my LLMR.
sometimes it's the good-despite stuff that is most memorable.
Yis. This is definitely true. I think it's the not-afraid-to-experiment effect. An author who succeeds spectacularly and originally will often also take spectacular falls. But, unlike with the more average fannish circus act, with such authors I tend to forget the falls and be riveted by the successes.
BABIES AND LIBRARIES. Um. Anything that lets you get away from the Felon Lady.
Actually, I'm having fun with my job right now; the most I've had since before the Big Sickness Hiatus. But all this baby-and-library talk has got me thinking: where am I actually going with all this? (Not a question I am prone to asking myself.)
And I totally want to breed at the same time as you, because then we can be one with our neuroses.
How come you live so far away?
Yeah. How come? *broods*
I am all PMSy and schmoopy right now
*embraces tearfully*
*schmoops right alongside*
Ah, the joys of hormones. And we're considering getting pregnant? We'll be Rampaging Hormone Monsters, burninating everything in sight. Our spouses and dogs will cower in fear.
We will likely appear on the cover of the National Enquirer. (Probable headline: Strange Swollen Alien Females Terrorize California.) So, take note: we will need showy maternity wear for the cover photo.
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Oh, yes, totally. I definitely have different standards for different fandoms - well, as we discussed, fandom-specific principles and preferences. In smaller fandoms, I tend to be looking for a reason to include the story, rather than reasons to exclude it. And, of course, there are those fandoms that have a darker or angstier or more OTT or more fragmented feel, and that's just the standard operating practice for writers, so I go with it if I can.
I have to say, I hate the idea of anyone being mean to you ever. All those people who flame your or complain about being recced or whatever? I HATE them. Bitches! BACK OFF MY OTP.
*is filled with OTPish love*
See, it is people like you that make the flames and the bitching worthwhile. It'd be worth putting up with ten thousand times more of that, just because via fandom I found my LLMR.
sometimes it's the good-despite stuff that is most memorable.
Yis. This is definitely true. I think it's the not-afraid-to-experiment effect. An author who succeeds spectacularly and originally will often also take spectacular falls. But, unlike with the more average fannish circus act, with such authors I tend to forget the falls and be riveted by the successes.
BABIES AND LIBRARIES. Um. Anything that lets you get away from the Felon Lady.
Actually, I'm having fun with my job right now; the most I've had since before the Big Sickness Hiatus. But all this baby-and-library talk has got me thinking: where am I actually going with all this? (Not a question I am prone to asking myself.)
And I totally want to breed at the same time as you, because then we can be one with our neuroses.
How come you live so far away?
Yeah. How come? *broods*
I am all PMSy and schmoopy right now
*embraces tearfully*
*schmoops right alongside*
Ah, the joys of hormones. And we're considering getting pregnant? We'll be Rampaging Hormone Monsters, burninating everything in sight. Our spouses and dogs will cower in fear.
We will likely appear on the cover of the National Enquirer. (Probable headline: Strange Swollen Alien Females Terrorize California.) So, take note: we will need showy maternity wear for the cover photo.