sundries of breathing

[rm]

- After a big anxiety thing about money this morning, related to the very complicated way pay is calculated for one of my jobs, everything appears to be just fine. This is good, as this is the employment that allows the big frivolous things in our lives, including my custom clothes and our upcoming cruise.

- Patty's given me the go ahead on my little household art project.

- So hey, we just talked on the phone for a bit, which was really nice. I figure we'll talk on the phone only one or two more times while she's in Oman, and then she'll be home. It's warm here today, and I'm ready to be alive and in the world again, and while I'm perfectly capable of doing that on my own, it's hard to feel inspired, when I get the better, with her version soon.

- There's a fencing tournament coming up I'm not eligible to compete in, but I've just volunteered to judge at. This will be good for my return to fencing shortly there after. My body is less happy when it is less strong, and this an amazing discovery, really, when so much of my life, I thought merely to be delicate.

- Still _swamped_ with stuff, but feeling infinitely more capable about it all then I was 24 hours ago. That said, I'm seriously behind on responding to emails and PMs, but hope to be caught up in the next 24 hours. Yes, this is a message to many of you.

- Still waiting to hear about things of marginal bigness.

- Editing! I love being in edits. As much as I bitch about it, and I'm really happen with the new bit of fanfiction y'all that care will be seeing soon.

- Am vaguely amused by fandom folk mistaking John Barrowman's partner for Nathan Fillion; am charmed by the pictures of them kissing at the Priscilla premiere. Am notably less charmed by the fetishization of them or gay folk in general -- believe it or not, it is possible to find something arousing and yet also not reduce it to nothing more than how it amuses you. I'm asking too much of the Internets again, aren't I?

Comments

[melebeth]

Oh. Okay. John Barrowman and his partner are adorable together. That makes a lot more sense.

(It might not have been your explanation. My brain is totally fried at this point and my reading comprehension has gone down the tubes.)

[kshandra]

Nonetheless, this has still instilled within me a desire to see Captain Jack/Captain Tightpants fic. (Which may or may not be Fail on my part, considering the rest of that last bullet point.)

[rm.livejournal.com]

Dude, I read and write slash too. And I don't get some free pass because I'm queer. I just get that queer folks have lives beyond titillating the Internets, and most people in fandom do too. It's just the not _all_ problem. And I'd read that fic too.

[kshandra]

*nods* And I'd read Jack/Mal because it was the characters. If someone was writing Barrowman/Fillion, I'd advise them to put down the Internet and back away slowly.

[rm.livejournal.com]

I'm actually big defender of RPS from an academic standpoint because it actually has a pretty significant literary history that I find fascinating.

But with fandom culture being what it is, and how often I've seen people egg each other on into having no sense, it's also a place that should be treat with courtesy, caution and perhaps even suspicion.

For me personally (and I have committed RPF) it's a land of very odd murkiness, because I've totally stumbled across porn people have written about folks I actually know. That's always a little odd. (by which I mean, SEVERELY FUCKING ODD).

[kshandra]

I think perhaps I stay away from the genre because I'm afraid I'll like it too much. *wry smile* Because I can see where it would become all too easy to fetishize and objectify the subject matter.

I've written RPF, as well - and it was a self-insert, at that. Penthouse had a "Celebrity Fantasy" column for a while; when I was never contacted for publication, I posted it online.... But I remained cognizant all the while that it was, in fact, a fantasy - that my subjects had lives and families and day jobs, and that I was part of none of those. I'd worry if I lost sight of that.

[ophymirage.livejournal.com]

*is momentarily distracted by some SERIOUSLY hot images*
*feels guilty now*

[rm.livejournal.com]

No no no! No guilt. Dude, I write all the slash EVAR. It's just... high, I know the idea of gay men wasn't put on this earth so I could get off thinking about 'em. Most people in fandom also grok this. It's just those few who don't that make things suck.

all circuits are busy, please try your call again later :D

[ophymirage.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, my brain has completely derailed into watching Jack press Mal up against the railing overlooking the cargo hold, exchanging long slow open-mouthed kisses, thrusting gently against Mal's hip, hands groping his arse through those FABULOUS tight britches..

well, I'm clearly not going to get anything else accomplished for the next 20 minutes or so. Guess it's time for a lunch break.. :D

Re: all circuits are busy, please try your call again later :D

[loveslashangst.livejournal.com]

*amused at beta*

And people wonder where I get some of my ideas from. You can tell it's been a while since I threw her some decent Jack slash.

FWIW, I completely understand what you're saying, rm. I'm a latecomer to fanfic in general and mm slash in particular. It's been... a learning experience.

Maybe it's just me, but that's where my own sexuality comes in. Because I hold to the "gender is spice" approach to bisexuality, the pairing/grouping is just set-dressing -- I'm MUCH more interested in the interplay of personalities. Compatible. Conflicted. A bit of both. And, for me, the heart of slash is not that it involves non-straight pairings/groupings, but that it always seeks to arrange trysts between the characters with the greatest conflicts. THAT makes for the greatest hawtness-factor and the greatest interest.

I think that's why for me visual porn is meh, but write it out and mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

I also choose to be pollyanna enough to hope that in a generation or two, people will wonder what the big deal was and why we couldn't just get the idea that it's the love and commitment that count, not the gender/orientation.

/soapbox

(*looks a bit shamefaced*)

(Sorry, I hadn't intended for that to be a rant.)