In your own space, write a love letter to Fandom in general
Writing love letters is embarrassing. It makes me blush all red to think about it. I read the post and I knew that I would pass this up because fandom... it isn't something that I have words to describe. I couldn't do it. No.
But then, this morning I woke up early to go to the bathroom. As I was returning I saw a fan fiction story on my computer screen. I ran my eyes across it. A light glance, soft, just taking a look, and I wanted to read it. I glanced at the clock. It was an hour until my alarm would go off, so I sauntered over and sat down. I clicked the mouse caressing the slider down the page as I read.
The words filled my eyes with wonder. Sweet sensations of joy as the story tickled my senses. I leaned closer. I am embarrassed to confess that the story was a bit titillating. It made me feel warm. My eyes flowed down the page slowly, sensually, sucking it all in. It was beautiful. It was arousing.
I kept going down, and down, and down the page. I looked at the scrollbar pleased that I was only halfway finished. Pleased that there was so much more left for me to see, to feel. Then my alarm went off. I laughed out loud.
How often in the morning I have heard that alarm go off and groaned or even cursed. Today I laughed because I was so pleased, so happy to have spent some time with a work of fiction that I liked...no loved. Fan fiction is a work of love. Why hide it. How often have I been out waiting for the the time when I can come back to it. Peeking at it briefly at lunchtime or during breaks. Coming home to find it waiting for me, and knowing that there is always something new. Always something fresh there for me. Amazing.
I can't tell you how much happier it made me to find a world of stories and podcasts and people like me who read it, who write it, and who love it. It's embarrassing. I drop my eyes and my cheeks flush as I say, "I love you."