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Fandom Libertarianism
This morning I reblogged a chain of posts on Tumblr (link) about how "somewhere along the way fanart become worth more than fanfic to fandom" and how "Fan Authors have become the strange little hobbyists in the world of fandom, quality doesn't matter, care doesn't matter, research and talent and learning about writing doesn't matter." I added my own commentary, saying, "as the number of notes on this discussion indicates, there are a lot of fic writers (including myself) who are struggling through a very dark and painful space here on Tumblr."
It's probably best if I don't share the details of what I mean by "a very dark and painful space" within the context of my own life, but there are tears involved, not to mention not unoccasional substance abuse. I mean, I think many of us have at some point idealized artists like Van Gogh who suffer for their art, but when it happens to you it's really surprising how much it actually hurts. It's like, I did not plan to feel this bad about my creative endeavors??
What a lot of people say in response to a complaint like this is something along the lines of, "Well, you should create for yourself," or, "You can be happy if you have a few close friends who read your work." Both of these things are absolutely true, but at the same time it's difficult to look at someone's afternoon speedpaint get hundreds (if not thousands) of notes while the chapter you worked on for at least an hour every day for two weeks gets maybe ten notes if you're lucky. It's not that you didn't enjoy writing it, and it's not that you don't love and appreciate the people who responded to your stuff with every fiber of your heart - but also, what the fuck is even going on here? How did it happen that fic became so undervalued in fandom?
Personally, I'm not too terribly surprised that my own fic posts don't get many notes, as I write in a small subfandom, but it's been disheartening to see other people's fic all but vanish from the tags I track. There's still plenty of work being posted on AO3, but that platform isn't built for promotion and publicity, and just about the only way I find fics is if someone reblogs or recommends them on Tumblr (or here on Dreamwidth).
I guess my problem is that I see fandom as a community, and I'm disturbed that Tumblr-based fandom in particular is so dysfunctional in so many ways. This is why the essay I quoted, Social Contract Theory and Fandom Libertarianism, spoke to me so strongly: "Fandom libertarians, then, would be the people who insist that if everyone just did the fannish things they wanted to do and stayed out of everyone else’s business, we would all have a great time in fandom. And just like with political libertarianism, that sounds pretty good on the surface." But, as the author argues, libertarianism sure sucks for most people in practice, and it's not doing fandom any favors.
It's probably best if I don't share the details of what I mean by "a very dark and painful space" within the context of my own life, but there are tears involved, not to mention not unoccasional substance abuse. I mean, I think many of us have at some point idealized artists like Van Gogh who suffer for their art, but when it happens to you it's really surprising how much it actually hurts. It's like, I did not plan to feel this bad about my creative endeavors??
What a lot of people say in response to a complaint like this is something along the lines of, "Well, you should create for yourself," or, "You can be happy if you have a few close friends who read your work." Both of these things are absolutely true, but at the same time it's difficult to look at someone's afternoon speedpaint get hundreds (if not thousands) of notes while the chapter you worked on for at least an hour every day for two weeks gets maybe ten notes if you're lucky. It's not that you didn't enjoy writing it, and it's not that you don't love and appreciate the people who responded to your stuff with every fiber of your heart - but also, what the fuck is even going on here? How did it happen that fic became so undervalued in fandom?
Personally, I'm not too terribly surprised that my own fic posts don't get many notes, as I write in a small subfandom, but it's been disheartening to see other people's fic all but vanish from the tags I track. There's still plenty of work being posted on AO3, but that platform isn't built for promotion and publicity, and just about the only way I find fics is if someone reblogs or recommends them on Tumblr (or here on Dreamwidth).
I guess my problem is that I see fandom as a community, and I'm disturbed that Tumblr-based fandom in particular is so dysfunctional in so many ways. This is why the essay I quoted, Social Contract Theory and Fandom Libertarianism, spoke to me so strongly: "Fandom libertarians, then, would be the people who insist that if everyone just did the fannish things they wanted to do and stayed out of everyone else’s business, we would all have a great time in fandom. And just like with political libertarianism, that sounds pretty good on the surface." But, as the author argues, libertarianism sure sucks for most people in practice, and it's not doing fandom any favors.
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As I've probably said before, I put in 20-30 hour work weeks on my fanfiction novellas, engaged in professional-level research, worldbuilding, structural planning, proofreading and editing. I had worksheets on theme & premise, ethical dilemmas, backstories, symbolism, psychology, foreshadowing, and character arcs. Every scene had a checklist with a primary mission and piece of exposition to deliver, plus character notes.
I spent a year and a half with the last novella dominating my headspace. Between chronic illness and perfectionism, it took a great deal of time and effort to craft.
Result?
5 comments by three people other than 2 close friends. 18 kudos, which I should be grateful for, but I remember when I'd get that many comments on one chapter back on LJ. The third close friend, for whom I wrote the story, couldn't be arsed to read the last 3 chapters. My smutfics garner more hits, but no comments except from the same two friends.
So yes, there's been tears. There's been soul-searching about whether I'm a horrible writer or just writing in a niche fandom. I've asked myself whether the stories are good enough to be worth writing even if I'm only writing for two friends. I have another novella that I'd started, with two chapters up, and I can't bring myself to face it.
It's devastating. I'm old enough I shouldn't care, but depressed enough I crave to know I'm entertaining people. Which, apparently, I'm not. But gods, I don't think it's for lack of literary ability and effort. And I see no solution to this problem so long as Tumblr-style fandom predominates, which favors a firehose of easy-to-glance-at fandom content over in-depth discussion and fanfic.
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SAME.
Circa 2008-2012, I was an inconsistent garbage writer who inconsistently produced garbage writing, but I still got tons of comments because that's just what people did. I don't think I'm seeing this culture through nostalgia goggles, because it had no downside; I just took it for granted. People talk about how "Strikethrough 2007" undermined LiveJournal-based fandom, but really I think it was Tumblr.
But hey, we're both professional writers, so I think you more than likely understand where I'm coming from when I say that the professional writing market actually seems to be a lot less painful at this point. Personally, I'm going to finish up the fic I'm writing and then start putting together a portfolio of original fiction. I understand that this sort of thing takes a lot of energy, but so does maintaining a "portfolio" on AO3 and a publicity engine on Tumblr. Going pro is worth thinking about, right?
You are a fantastic writer, friend. I hope your creative energy experiences an unswing sooner rather than later. With any luck, in a year's time, we'll both be in a much better place.
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It's frustrating to me as a writer and as a reader, and I don't know how to wrangle it.