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shadowscastSo, er, hi out there! Seems I've dropped off the fannish radar. Again. I'm bad like that.
I haven't been writing or reading—lately I've been pretty busy with the working, and being very pregnant, and sleeping a lot. Sorry!
I am still trying to finish a very short piece I promised as a replacement fic for maleslash minis, and then it's back to That Good Night. But hey, I've been saying that for a while, so you can believe it when you see it.
Anyway, I'm really just popping by to tell you about the nightmare I had the night before last. Because hey, what's more interesting that listening to other people's dreams? *blink* *blink* But seriously, it had to do with fanfic...
In the dream, some sort of apocalypse had just arrived. Not a Buffy-style apocalypse, but a more mundane total breakdown of society, I think—my dream was not really specific on how or why it had happened. The point is, I was at home and it was getting dark and I tried to turn on the lights, and found that the power was out, and I knew that that meant the power was out for good—the power company was no longer functioning, civilization had fallen apart, etc.
And what was the first thing I thought of? Ice cream. I thought, "Damn it, that means I'll never get to have ice cream again in my life!" And that made me sad.
And what was the second thing I thought of? Fanfic. I thought, "Oh no, there's no computer access, there's no internet—I'll never be able to read fanfic again!" And that made me very sad. I started trying to remember fanfic that I'd already read, and I really wished I'd made hard copies back when I had the chance, before civilization crumbled. I wracked my brain for ways to get in touch with other authors: perhaps by letters? (I don't know why I thought the postal service would outlast the electric grid. But hey, that's what The Postman was about, right?) But no, letters were impossible, because I didn't know anyone's addresses. Woe!
So apparently, this is what my subconscious mind values most about civilization: ice cream and fanfiction.
Crossposted: IJ, LJ, GJ, JF
I haven't been writing or reading—lately I've been pretty busy with the working, and being very pregnant, and sleeping a lot. Sorry!
I am still trying to finish a very short piece I promised as a replacement fic for maleslash minis, and then it's back to That Good Night. But hey, I've been saying that for a while, so you can believe it when you see it.
Anyway, I'm really just popping by to tell you about the nightmare I had the night before last. Because hey, what's more interesting that listening to other people's dreams? *blink* *blink* But seriously, it had to do with fanfic...
In the dream, some sort of apocalypse had just arrived. Not a Buffy-style apocalypse, but a more mundane total breakdown of society, I think—my dream was not really specific on how or why it had happened. The point is, I was at home and it was getting dark and I tried to turn on the lights, and found that the power was out, and I knew that that meant the power was out for good—the power company was no longer functioning, civilization had fallen apart, etc.
And what was the first thing I thought of? Ice cream. I thought, "Damn it, that means I'll never get to have ice cream again in my life!" And that made me sad.
And what was the second thing I thought of? Fanfic. I thought, "Oh no, there's no computer access, there's no internet—I'll never be able to read fanfic again!" And that made me very sad. I started trying to remember fanfic that I'd already read, and I really wished I'd made hard copies back when I had the chance, before civilization crumbled. I wracked my brain for ways to get in touch with other authors: perhaps by letters? (I don't know why I thought the postal service would outlast the electric grid. But hey, that's what The Postman was about, right?) But no, letters were impossible, because I didn't know anyone's addresses. Woe!
So apparently, this is what my subconscious mind values most about civilization: ice cream and fanfiction.
Crossposted: IJ, LJ, GJ, JF
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Date: 2007-09-21 09:10 am (UTC)And why not?
Lovely to see you, btw. I was wondering where you'd gone.