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Oct. 20th, 2003 12:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
turpsI can tell it's going to be one of those days when I want to tell fandom to just go away.
It amazes me how lists can explode over one post, then you get people leaving and others begging them not to and the whole sorry thing just goes on and on. Especially when the first post makes a lot of sense. Words can be misinterpreted so easily in e-mail, I wish people would learn to wait before posting. But that's never going to happen.
So yeah, I'm disillusioned with TS just now. Which isn't helped by the fact I'm still gob smacked by a TS story that I read last night.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
castalie caught the backlash of my reaction then but I'm still thinking WTF this morning. I read this story where Blair had lost both of his legs, and I'll be honest it was hard to read. James has a false leg but he had it amputated when he was 12 so obviously I didn't know him then. The situations in the story and his are vastly different, but reading about how depressed Blair was and how he was seen as nothing but an amputee by someone with an amp fetish made me imagine what it was like for him back then. I know I was over thinking the story but combined with something that had happened earlier I couldn't help it. So I kept going back and reading a little more, and started to enjoy the story more. Blair accepted himself, and there was a great scene where he was playing wheelchair basketball. He and Jim had a sexual relationship and he was learning to walk on false legs. Then we got to the end where they found the temple of the Sentinel. A ritual was performed, Jim put Blair in the pool, and his legs grew back. A total fucking cop out. The promised a happy ending, and maybe for most people it was, I mean Blair grew his legs back, but to me it wasn't a happy end at all, because it just doesn't work like that.
It was ironic that I woke to this list war this morning as it was about realism in fanfic. Believe me I know that fanfic is different to RL. The characters in most fandoms would have died a million times over in RL. There's nothing stopping someone writing a story about the temple of Sentinels growing legs and I wouldn't say it shouldn't be written. I mean I've destroyed Cascade in the story I'm doing now. The subject just hit too close to home last night. Partly because of something that happened in the morning.
Sunday is my slob day, so James was still in bed and Corey and I in our nightclothes at around 11. Someone knocked at the door, Corey looked and it was the in-laws, again turning up without calling. It wasn't even that what pissed me off though. I said that James was still in bed, and his mam and sister got so excited because Keira, my niece, hadn't seen her Uncle James without his leg on. Then they heard him getting up, his false leg was downstairs so he came in like he always does and sat on the couch and they made a huge deal about Keira looking at his stump. James was embarrassed and I was pissed. James' mam used to do *everything* for him when he lived at home. When we moved in together I wouldn't do that. I'll do things that he can't do, like carry heavy things or things from up high but he's a grown independent man who's more than capable of looking after himself. It might take longer or be done in a strange way, but he does it. He doesn't need babied, and he doesn't need his disabilities pointed out to his niece, especially by people going 'look Kiera, where's Uncle James' leg gone?' when all she wants to do is play with her car. It's just so unnecessary.
I'm going to go read the flist and read myself out of this snit I'm in. It'll all be blown over in a couple of hours but until then I'm going to go play with pretty mutants and forget about guides with magically growing legs.
It amazes me how lists can explode over one post, then you get people leaving and others begging them not to and the whole sorry thing just goes on and on. Especially when the first post makes a lot of sense. Words can be misinterpreted so easily in e-mail, I wish people would learn to wait before posting. But that's never going to happen.
So yeah, I'm disillusioned with TS just now. Which isn't helped by the fact I'm still gob smacked by a TS story that I read last night.
castalie caught the backlash of my reaction then but I'm still thinking WTF this morning. I read this story where Blair had lost both of his legs, and I'll be honest it was hard to read. James has a false leg but he had it amputated when he was 12 so obviously I didn't know him then. The situations in the story and his are vastly different, but reading about how depressed Blair was and how he was seen as nothing but an amputee by someone with an amp fetish made me imagine what it was like for him back then. I know I was over thinking the story but combined with something that had happened earlier I couldn't help it. So I kept going back and reading a little more, and started to enjoy the story more. Blair accepted himself, and there was a great scene where he was playing wheelchair basketball. He and Jim had a sexual relationship and he was learning to walk on false legs. Then we got to the end where they found the temple of the Sentinel. A ritual was performed, Jim put Blair in the pool, and his legs grew back. A total fucking cop out. The promised a happy ending, and maybe for most people it was, I mean Blair grew his legs back, but to me it wasn't a happy end at all, because it just doesn't work like that.It was ironic that I woke to this list war this morning as it was about realism in fanfic. Believe me I know that fanfic is different to RL. The characters in most fandoms would have died a million times over in RL. There's nothing stopping someone writing a story about the temple of Sentinels growing legs and I wouldn't say it shouldn't be written. I mean I've destroyed Cascade in the story I'm doing now. The subject just hit too close to home last night. Partly because of something that happened in the morning.
Sunday is my slob day, so James was still in bed and Corey and I in our nightclothes at around 11. Someone knocked at the door, Corey looked and it was the in-laws, again turning up without calling. It wasn't even that what pissed me off though. I said that James was still in bed, and his mam and sister got so excited because Keira, my niece, hadn't seen her Uncle James without his leg on. Then they heard him getting up, his false leg was downstairs so he came in like he always does and sat on the couch and they made a huge deal about Keira looking at his stump. James was embarrassed and I was pissed. James' mam used to do *everything* for him when he lived at home. When we moved in together I wouldn't do that. I'll do things that he can't do, like carry heavy things or things from up high but he's a grown independent man who's more than capable of looking after himself. It might take longer or be done in a strange way, but he does it. He doesn't need babied, and he doesn't need his disabilities pointed out to his niece, especially by people going 'look Kiera, where's Uncle James' leg gone?' when all she wants to do is play with her car. It's just so unnecessary.
I'm going to go read the flist and read myself out of this snit I'm in. It'll all be blown over in a couple of hours but until then I'm going to go play with pretty mutants and forget about guides with magically growing legs.
