Writing juices are dribbling everywhere
Apr. 8th, 2014 03:20 pmAbout 10 years back or so, I got a Livejournal. Then Twitter came along, and Furaffinity, and a bunch of other outlets for me to whine and bitch and pontificate on, so I eventually quit posting to it.
Now I have a Dreamwidth account due to a vicious circle that I always end up in and can't really seem to break, and now I don't know what to do with it.
Initially my first impulse was to use it to network and explore what is referred to as "Media fandom". But a few wrong turns into horrific fan fiction kind of ended up with me in a fetal ball, so I think I'm going to leave well enough alone now.
I get my weirdness quota from the furry subculture and as a byproxy the Bronies and anime fandoms, and it's a weirdness I understand and can handle. I can handle running around dressed as an animal. I can handle anything Furaffinity can throw at me. I can't handle 30 - 60 year old ladies creaming themselves over Man of UNCLE, CHiPs and Knight Rider porn.
(As for Peter Venkman...funny how a cartoon character that imprinted onto your childhood 28 years ago will cause you to want to wield a baseball bat if anyone stomps on it. Me and Peter go way back, yo. Step away from my favourite character with your torture fantasies and nobody gets hurt. :P)
So that is that, I suppose. Now? Not exactly sure WHAT to do with this thing. Again, blogging isn't my style anymore. But now that I have this account, I'm getting the urge to write in it.
We'll see where this goes.
Now I have a Dreamwidth account due to a vicious circle that I always end up in and can't really seem to break, and now I don't know what to do with it.
Initially my first impulse was to use it to network and explore what is referred to as "Media fandom". But a few wrong turns into horrific fan fiction kind of ended up with me in a fetal ball, so I think I'm going to leave well enough alone now.
I get my weirdness quota from the furry subculture and as a byproxy the Bronies and anime fandoms, and it's a weirdness I understand and can handle. I can handle running around dressed as an animal. I can handle anything Furaffinity can throw at me. I can't handle 30 - 60 year old ladies creaming themselves over Man of UNCLE, CHiPs and Knight Rider porn.
(As for Peter Venkman...funny how a cartoon character that imprinted onto your childhood 28 years ago will cause you to want to wield a baseball bat if anyone stomps on it. Me and Peter go way back, yo. Step away from my favourite character with your torture fantasies and nobody gets hurt. :P)
So that is that, I suppose. Now? Not exactly sure WHAT to do with this thing. Again, blogging isn't my style anymore. But now that I have this account, I'm getting the urge to write in it.
We'll see where this goes.