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I was up until two last night doing a research paper that I stupidly left for the day before it was due, and, just as an added 'fuck you', I'm not tired at all today. For the past week and a half, I've been getting 8-9 hours of sleep, waking up exhausted, and not being able to function until noon. Not cool, body. Not cool.

But! Research paper. It was fun. I love doing research, and I love writing essays, and so now I've finally kicked back into gear. Ever since I dropped Spanish, I've been moving along sluggishly and having extreme procrastination issues, the likes of which have not been seen since junior year of high school. Which is perfect now, because I have to come up with a topic for my final paper by Thursday. Whoopee!

We're reading Robin Hood tales in my Medieval Tourism class, and I've gotten all excited about the dynamic between Robin Hood and Little John (or, as it's spelled in the text, Robyn Hode and Litell Johann). I have a strong urge to turn bits of the ballads into prose, in order to sort out and work through their relationship, because reading Middle English, I always feel like I'm listening to a radio play while driving through an area with spotty reception. I also think it would be really hilarious to read a story where Robyn Hode and Litell Johann find and watch Disney's Robin Hood, and their reactions to the way that they're portrayed there.

I'm also in a fits-and-starts mode of writing, and I keep trying to write something short, that turns into something long, so I abandon it because I don't want to divide my resources ... I just have the hope that things will get done eventually. I have so many ideas! I haven't had ideas like this in ages. And then there are just vague bundles of feelings that I want to make into stories, but don't have any concrete ideas for it. Like 'It's All Been Done' by Barenaked Ladies! It's like a Good Omens fic waiting to happen. Only problem being that I am not, I am just not writing Good Omens. I should probably be excommunicated because I feel that fanficcing Good Omens is somehow more sacrilegious than fanficcing the Bible, but you know what, screw that. I eat meat on Fridays during Lent. I'm a Rebel.

I have also developed a fascination with fanmixes. I don't currently have any predominant musical tastes, and I'm scrounging around trying to find new music, and then, hello, fanmixes! There's a much greater chance that I'll like a song if I hear it in connection with something else I enjoy - like that song that's not your thing at all, but it was playing on your friend's laptop while you were hanging out, so now it reminds you of the warm-and-fuzzy hanging-out feeling - so I'm using it as an opportunity to expand my musical field!

Also Beethoven. Seventh Symphony, second movement, I'm in love.

Was this going somewhere? Nah. I'm interested in communication and the ways that people communicate with each other, mostly because I am pretty much incapable of communicating like most of my peers. The wiring's missing, or atrophied due to lack of childhood use, or whatever. Point being, I communicate how I feel by writing stories. So, This Is Not The End is my high-school, isolationist feelings. Novel-Currently-Referred-To-As-Nixtamal is my feelings about the capacity of fantasy, and about the different forms of love and family and flawed people. And the Doctor Who fic I'm currently working on, where Amy is the Doctor and Eleventy is John Smith, is my fandom feelings. Because I love fandom for its ability to transpose and rework narratives, and to do so in so many weird, wonderful forms: people write fic, and draw things, remix scenes as gifs, make fanvids, put together playlists, construct alternate realities and alternate interpretations of characters; they impose their own thoughts and personalities onto preexisting stories in order to share that piece of themselves and the insides of their heads. As someone who has difficulty articulating how I feel and why I feel that way to other people, it's a language that I can understand, or at least translate.

Some of it still strikes me as really weird. People who RP public characters? That crosses a line for me, and makes me uncomfortable. I would never tell someone they couldn't, I just won't frequent that corner of the internet. Same goes for people who write RPF slash.

Anyway, if I ever have the need to write a thesis paper for Anthropology, I've decided that I'm going to study modern fandom. It would be amazing. But it would be much, much easier for me, rather than write about fandom, to write a story exploring the idea.

Hey.

Actually.

ACTUALLY NO WAIT YES

YES

yes!