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24 June 2003 @ 07:13 pm
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Today there was a strong, salty breeze off the bay, and I wandered over to the steak house for lunch and read some more microserfs. I left the book at work, but I had just gotten to the bit where Michael meets "Barcode" and it was just so fucking sweet. It nearly made me sniffle. There was also a great quote about how randomness is actually just patterns too big for our minds to grasp, and that the hardest thing for us to do is give up our belief in randomness. I like that. Even though I currently do believe in randomness, I've had that thought too.

When I was being random the other day, with my ramblings on slash and fandom and stuff, I forgot to include another thought I'd had, which was: we usually talk about sexual orientation as if it's something purely physical, and sex as if it's all about copulation. But now and then I've come across books or essays that suggest sex can be a wider variety of things, a thread of possibility I've also seen in QAF. Like, what if your sexual orientation is on footwear, regardless of gender? And can't sex be phone sex, chatroom sex, mental sex, self-sex? We all know that the way we talk to each other online is often a form of flirting (mad, wild, explicit flirting! she said, looking meaningfully at anniesj). I don't think that often reaches consummation--take that how you like--but who really knows what people do in the privacy of their own rooms?

In a way, redefining your orientation away from the purely human and genital could be seen as making a virtue of necessity--an orientation of solitude--but what if I define myself as bibliosexual? I mean, I get off reading fan-fiction, and writing fan-fiction. Or at least, I get turned on, even if I don't get off during the act. It's very erotic. Watching TV or movies can be erotic, watching vids definitely so--that intense blend of pictures and music can almost help you understand men's fixation on visual porn.

If you don't have one particular person, partner, at whom you direct sexual attraction, maybe your erotic energy gets diffused among other objects of arousal: people, stories, actors, chocolate eclairs. Is that pansexuality? Does it matter at what end you ingest the eclair? Do you have to come to have an erotic experience?

I feel like a cross between Carrie Bradshaw and Dan Savage.

I bought Garnethill, which is a mystery that beth666ann recently recced. Pretty cover: it must be good! I look forward to reading it sometime soon, since BN was out of HP5 when I dropped in tonight.

My Forrest Gump soundtrack--the right one--arrived, and it kicks ass. I put off buying that thing for years--*years*--resisting trendiness or something. Which was stupid. As always. I mean, honestly, here's a similar problem: every single TV show that I have turned up my nose at because it was an adaptation--*every* *single* *one*--I later came to love. I missed being an early adopter for these shows because I assumed that adaptations = badness. BtVS, La Femme Nikita, US QAF.

D'oh.

I think I have watched sisabet's vid now 20 times. I have *listened* to it at least 50, 60. I want to make a catalog of all its clips, all those beautiful moments. Every time Brian's hand slides into Justin's hair and his long fingers work there, my eyes glaze over.

I have decided that I *will* give titles to all the eps. This is my Super Sekrit Project. When I have entitled all existing eps, I will publish them, and beg you all to propagate the meme out onto the web, until it is as firm as canon! Cue maniacal laughter!

::looks both ways secretively, nose twitching like a rat's::

I am very restless.


 
 
 
do you want orcs? because this is how you get orcskita0610 on June 24th, 2003 07:52 pm (UTC)
Wholly agree on the OL/Fanfic/Fandom as part of The Sexual Experience.

And I've often wondered if about other fans' experience of it as well- what does the flirting in LJ context mean to (insert any fan here)?

What about RPGs? Co-writing an erotic story is pretty damn sexual, especially if it's done in real time. Does it spill over into reality, or is it like being an actor, where you're not supposed to rub up against your sexy costar and let them feel your bumpy parts?

How many fanfic readers get crushes on writers who's work they find sexy? Are they ever let down when they meet or chat with the person? Or does it make the crush even deeper?

And why couldn't I have written a thesis on this instead of the obscure speech patterns of some tribe in Zimbabwe?

Points to ponder.
Anna S.eliade on June 24th, 2003 07:56 pm (UTC)
How many fanfic readers get crushes on writers who's work they find sexy? Are they ever let down when they meet or chat with the person? Or does it make the crush even deeper?

Yes! Those are exactly the thoughts I had today. You're eerie. I was wondering--my musings influenced by reading microserfs--why more fans didn't hook up in real life. Of course, it's a very female-dominated space, and many people in that space are hetero, but there are plenty of lesbians around, and yet my sense is that relatively few RL romantic relationships are formed.

Things that make you go hmmm.

When it comes to chatroom sex and writing and stuff...well, I've heard of people "writing" stories cooperatively, where each person plays a character and basicaly just responds in character. Though when you get to that point, it strikes me as role-playing. I have to admit I don't find the thought of that very sexy. My gut reaction is: ewwwww. Cheesy. But that's just me. I'm very shy about sex, believe it or not.
do you want orcs? because this is how you get orcskita0610 on June 24th, 2003 10:32 pm (UTC)
There's probably more hooking up than people are aware of. I think it's a safe playground for alt.sex, you know? And there just HAS to be some spillover into RL. I mean, het people in general meet up OL all the time, don't they? Date rooms, chat rooms, etc.?

As for the RPG thing, I guess it depends on the author and the story. Pure smut done in favorite character voice? Would work for me, and I could get past the cheese factor if the other author was good enough- so to speak. ;}

But yea, I'd love to get a bunch of female fen in a room and chat about this topic. It's very pertinent to me right now- and a few other girls I know, actually. I'd love to get a poll or something.
Lumenara Dhahm: slash is my anti-druglumenara on June 24th, 2003 07:56 pm (UTC)
Does it matter at what end you ingest the eclair?

That would be where I fell over laughing. Can I quote that paragraph, up to there?

And you're much better than Carrie Bradshaw.
Anna S.eliade on June 24th, 2003 07:57 pm (UTC)
Can I quote that paragraph, up to there?

Of course. {g}

And you're much better than Carrie Bradshaw.

::kiss::
Lumenara Dhahm: slash is my anti-druglumenara on June 24th, 2003 08:08 pm (UTC)
And you're much better than Carrie Bradshaw.

::kiss::


Whoo! *hugs* Really, though-- much more original. Also, I suspect, less likely to spend a house on unwearable shoes.

Jane Bluestockingj_bluestocking on June 25th, 2003 01:32 am (UTC)
Is it annoying if I respond to your icon instead of what you wrote? Because I have a deep fondness for your icon. Do you know if it's supposed to be a picture of anywhere in particular?

Oh, and I have a deep fondness for you, too. I just happen to have gotten distracted by the pretty pictures.
Jane Bluestockingj_bluestocking on June 25th, 2003 01:50 am (UTC)
Wait! I did the sensible thing and rolled my mouse over it, and it says "Byzantium." Really, or is that just a romantic notion?

That is no country for old men;
The slashboys in one another's arms,
The girls at the screens, those scrying generations;
Our flashing keys commend all summer long
Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.
Caught in that sensual music, we neglect
The point where all desires intersect.

A real-life love is but a paltry thing;
A tattered soul without a gleam.
We clap our hands for other souls,
Less real but sweet as honeyed cream.
Jane Bluestockingj_bluestocking on June 25th, 2003 02:03 am (UTC)
I don't know that I really believe that, but it sounded good at the moment.
Anna S.eliade on June 25th, 2003 09:37 am (UTC)
Hee. You are cute and whimsical and chatty today. Wait, stay with me! :>D

The icon was made by my friend anaxila, and it's from the cover of a book, which is part of a series by Guy Gavriel Kay that I've never read.

http://www.livejournal.com/users/amyzoncom/9517.html
calligrafiti on June 25th, 2003 06:06 am (UTC)
In a way, redefining your orientation away from the purely human and genital could be seen as making a virtue of necessity--an orientation of solitude--but what if I define myself as bibliosexual? I mean, I get off reading fan-fiction, and writing fan-fiction. Or at least, I get turned on, even if I don't get off during the act. It's very erotic. Watching TV or movies can be erotic, watching vids definitely so--that intense blend of pictures and music can almost help you understand men's fixation on visual porn.


This is a fascinating idea. And it fits into the whole sexuality-as-a-continuum thing pretty well, too. I'll have to give it some thought. Thanks!
WE WILL SEE AT THE END OF LIFE, NO?tsamm on June 25th, 2003 12:46 pm (UTC)
I hope you'll like the book, though I would like to hear about it even if you don't.

And on a comment someone else made:
How many fanfic readers get crushes on writers whose work they find sexy? Are they ever let down when they meet or chat with the person? Or does it make the crush even deeper?

I used to do this -- the crush thing -- all the time because it can be so fun to have a crush, and because sometimes I seriously do fall half in love with people if I love their writing and find them charming to boot. Part of me adores the act of adoring; I guess I wouldn't be a fan if this weren't true. I rarely usually end up talking much to the object of the crush (because my love is courtly! *g*), but on those occasions where I have interacted more, I've ended up feeling not so much disheartened by the "real" person as unable to see her through the haze of my adoration. (Though of course this kind of insight is actually really hindsight.) I did once fall in love with a writer whose work I loved, and an intense, short-lived thing emerged from it. And this "thing" was good, and real, until it wasn't anymore. But that's kind of outside what we're talking about here -- I mean, it started out in a fannish context but then became something else.