You know, these past few months, I've been mostly away from the internet in general, and I was FINE. Really. I've been pretty happy! And I was busy with RL and I let my LJ paid account expire and everything! I was reading maybe a couple of recs per week, if that, and I let myself slowly but inexorably drift away from fandom—even though I did miss it, squeefests, wanks and all. I still kept in touch with several of you. Sure, I still adore Star Trek; I still watch Doctor Who; the Deathly Hallows
trailer and posters made me nostalgic; I'm still the same geek, after all, and I still love the same things. I just didn't devote as much time to fandom as I used to. And then. And then I saw Inception.
(Twice.)FUCK YOU, CHRISTOPHER NOLAN. D:
What really fucked me over was that I watched the BBC miniseries Sherlock
as soon as it aired, and after that, keeping an eye out for Sherlock
fanfiction was instinctive. (Blame residual RDJ!love. And, of course, Benedict Cumberbatch. ♥) So while I was at it—I naïvely thought—I might as well check out the Inception
It seems like every author I've ever read or bookmarked is writing fic for either fandom. Or both.
AND IT'S ALL SO AWESOME, YOU GUYS. I love Sherlock
well enough, but Inception
has so much good fic! And so much good meta! And I'm so in love with this fandom—I can't believe
I'm dying to find time to dedicate to fanfiction again. The fact that I'll never not think of JGL as the 15-year-old in 10 Things About You
isn't even an issue. Oh, God.I'm so, so fucked