About Fanfiction. About society. About socially acceptable things.
You know, the things I tend not to do, not for lack of trying…
But let’s break this down a little bit: Not just any sort of fanfiction.
See, I need your opinion on something. And maybe this will spur more posts and more writings, so I need you to respond to me honestly.
Granted, I may not even take your sage advice and do whatever I want anyways… I’m a rebel like that. Besides. This is my blog and I’ll do what I want to.
Everybody reads fan fiction. Let’s just be frank: if you’ve ever picked up a novel, it’s a fan fiction of life. That’s right, I went there. We’re all a part of the grand scheme of the life fandom. Some of us are crazier than others, and some of us are just as plain-ol-jane-this-ain’t-my-only-thang fans. (I guess the difference between occasionally watching anime, or having an interest in Japanese history, and weaboos.)
Some of us are especially into certain sublevels of the life fandom. Some of us are addicted to writing. Some of us really like fan fiction based on books or video games or… you get the hang of this idea.
TL;DR: I’m stalling.
If I haven’t lost you yet, here’s where it gets juicy.
If you’ve seen some of my previous posts, you’ll notice that I’ve mentioned this GRAND, CRAZY MYTHOLOGICAL THING CALLED…. The Book. (more on that here.)
SO. I’m really wanting to write fan fiction. Of. The Book.
Well, Poppy. Isn’t that just opening up alternate realities for your characters?
Well. Yes, but that takes too long to write out.
TL;DR: I’m gonna write fan fiction of The Book. Suck it.