an ode to julad

[lobelia321]

While getting sidetracked from writing HP, I came upon julad's essay on her own journey through fanfic writing, and it is fantastic! I love it so much, and needed this so much at just this time. Julad is such a wonderful generous, humble and good-humoured person. The essay is absolutely fascinating and full of links and recs. Lovely.

Then I got buried in one of her linkrecs, tips from the screenwriters of Shrek and POTC, and that is fascinating, too.

So now I am hungry because, apparently, I forgot to eat. But tonight I just really didn't mind getting sidetracked, tonight I really love LJ.

Several things from Julad's essay that struck a chord with me: That two years not posting a fic is nothing if you can be around in fandom for decades. That it's just as important to read and analyse others' fics as it is to write one's own. That no fic is the nec plus ultra and final one but each one is part of a process and a blip on a learning curve. That it's good to be humble once in a while and remember that own angst is not centre of world, *g*.

Now I must go and eat a rye bread with camembert. Then to bed with Everything You Need In One Convenient Location which I've never read (Sentinel).

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[tvillingar.livejournal.com]

I came upon [info]julad's essay on her own journey through fanfic writing

Sadly, the community is members-only. *craves recs*

[sheldrake.livejournal.com]

I had a dream about you last night! It was awful - you'd said something controversial about the government, and you'd been ordered to leave the country! You were on the news, and t'H had a guest slot on the Today programme. And your real name was Beatrice Beaumont. When the radio woke me up I was still a bit foggy and I was listening very carefully to the headlines to make sure it wasn't true. I was very relieved when you weren't mentioned!

[lobelia321.livejournal.com]

Well, just become a member!!

[lobelia321.livejournal.com]

o my god

*speechless*

You know, I was tormented by sick nausea thoughts all night; maybe a vibe wafted across the fens?