Me And My Beloved Reader Who Tells Me My Fic Made Them Cry

Today feels like falling down an extremely long staircase in slow motion.

Camellia Station officially has over 500 hits!

I know that’s not indicative of people who read it in full or individual, unique users or whatever

Still though… it feels like a huge milestone and I’m proud of myself 🥹

It’s my first long fic (and my second fic since I started writing fiction four months ago). Idk just feels special.

If you’re interested, check it out on AO3!

BELIK has some of my absolute favorite designs this season.

Maybe we’ll get to see some in JoJoLands 👀

(If they’re not already there… I’m not up to date)

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Jeremy Brett was easily the best Holmes

I had to download the episode and cut out this scene because I need this clip from Granadas The Speckled Band. It's the scene that made me fall in love with Jeremy Brett. <3

The laugh! The smile! This man was such a treasure. <3 <3 <3

As much as I desperately want my fics to be up to the same standard as a traditionally published work, I’m not a literary editor.

I’ve been an editor of professional copywriting for many years, but I’ve come to learn that there is a gap between the skills needed for professional/technical editing and literary editing. Maybe not a vast gap. It’s still there.

All that to say, fanfiction gives writers and editors an opportunity to learn new skills. We should always keep honing our craft, no matter what that looks like.

I hate that there’s a stigma around fanfiction writing because it presents such a rich opportunity to grow as writers and editors.

And I hate even more that such a stigma stems from misogyny. There’s a pre-conceived notion that writers who are women (often queer women) and young don’t have anything worthy to offer. Of course, it swings in every direction for women of every age. Misogyny is no respecter of age, but the way some folks talk about young women’s writing makes me want to throw hands.

You — yes, you, fanfic writer reading this — need to keep doing what you’re doing. There is no more noble endeavor than creating something you love in earnest.

Don’t stop. Please.

I have read fanfics that have left me in tears, both happy and sad, had me laughing my ass off, wanting to scream. Fanfics might be seen as weird and taboo (weirdly enough) but no one can say that some fics aren’t so well written it feels like you’re reading a best selling book!

Based

"Mina is Dracula's long lost lover and Van Helsing is his archnemesis" shut the fuck up it's the exact opposite of this

This. This x1,000.

Comments nourish my soul in a way nothing else can.

I need you to understand that when I say "comments are appreciated!" I mean that I will reply to every one of them. I mean that an email with an ao3 notification has a higher priority than a message from my mother. I mean that I will have entire discussions in the comment section if you're up for it. Message me on tumblr and I will have the same discussions on an even more unhinged level. I will dissect entire personalities and ships and fictional political structures and worldbuilding with you. I will become your new best friend. You already ARE my new best friend. At the last battle, I would raise Anduril and say "For my ao3 readers" while a single tears rolls down my cheek, and dive into the fray. I would upload from beyond the grave if someone asked about the next chapter

I’m pretty sure this is the plot of Garage: Bad Dream Adventure

Blank Notepad doc on my laptop

No planning outside of what my fevered brain holds

No gods

No masters

Just me and a brick of text in consolas regular

hello writers.

I was finally able to eke out about 500 words today.

And I'm a simple woman. I like to see how my works are doing out there. As a treat to my ego.

So I just found the AO3 Statistics page and? there are 12 people? subscribed to one of my fics???

If there were 12 people in my house right now, waiting for me to say something, I would cry. Like mostly happy tears.

idk it's just so humbling and lovely