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...a very strange time in my life.
Why is everything all tangled up in memory, and in record? I had the urge today, because I keep getting comments on Boy King, to check how close it was to Long Spear (Boy King has a ways to go, the counts stand 82 to 113, but I keep getting comments on Boy King drifting in!) and in the process I looked at what last year's Vividcon was like for me (so boozy) and found a comment of sympathy someone left about my brother, and all of the post Vividcon entries I wrote had the element of start-of-school stress (I work long hours start-of-school) but also my brother's tragic failure to cope and--
The things I make and write fannishly, vids, fiction, meta, are always connected to, reflections of, marked by, my real life and emotions. I can never go back and just look at the vid I made or the story I wrote, I also end up going back and finding who I was then. And maybe it's an effect of how and why I create or maybe it's just that I'm always in a pressure cooker, but every time I do this I think of that line from Fight Club, you met me at a very strange time in my life.
The things I make and write fannishly, vids, fiction, meta, are always connected to, reflections of, marked by, my real life and emotions. I can never go back and just look at the vid I made or the story I wrote, I also end up going back and finding who I was then. And maybe it's an effect of how and why I create or maybe it's just that I'm always in a pressure cooker, but every time I do this I think of that line from Fight Club, you met me at a very strange time in my life.