cimorene: closeup of four silver fountain pen nibs on white with "cimorene" written above in midcentury vertical roundhand cursive (bounce script)
Recently I watched a random algorithm-suggested YouTube video about that DIY house from the SomethingAwful forums and it reminded me of a Folding Ideas video that talks about the child-obliterating zipline discussion, so I'm rewatching some old Folding Ideas videos (still can't remember which one did that and I haven't found it yet). Today I watched Folding Ideas | An American Tail: Fievel Goes to Video Game Hell (Oct 4, 2018) and came across this striking quote that articulates a lot of what I enjoy about reading bad and mediocre fanfiction.

I wanted to share this with you, not because it's important or good or an underrated gem, but because it's none of those things. This game is bad. It's cheaply made, it's difficult to find, it's largely forgotten, it's not fun, and for all those reasons, it's likely to vanish entirely. And that's why I wanted to preserve it.

I believe in the value of failed art. Art that is driven by carelessness, by unchecked and untalented ego, by spectacularly low-stakes greed. It has a tendency to be novel, to be unpredictable, in a way that deliberate art never can. This is why it's so much fun to watch bad movies.

No one would ever make this game on purpose. Something in the creative process needs to be fundamentally broken to get to this point.

If you were going to sit down two decades later to make a game out of An American Tail because you actually cared about the movie and you cared about making the game, you're not going to churn out a hodgepodge series of disconnected minigames that don't work well.

It is not simply a lack of time or money that produces something like An American Tail the video game, but a profound lack of caring.

The end product of that broken process isn't worth playing for its own merits, but it is worth playing because it's worth remembering.

Dan Olson, "Folding Ideas - An American Tail: Fievel Goes to Video Game Hell" (Oct 4, 2018)


Interestingly, the fact that it tends to be novel, unpredictable, and fun, in a way that is maybe like watching bad movies, remains true even though there are probably many more pieces of bad fanfiction that aren't driven by a profound lack of caring.

On one level, yes, there's an overwhelming carelessness in a lot of badfic and a lot of modern fanfiction in general - I've talked before about the changing norms around beta reading, then editing, then even spellcheck, so that now editing is vanishingly rare and an overwhelming majority of the works you see in the tags I've visited at AO3 in recent years - with the sole exception of Yuletide and other fests - are dominated by things that haven't even been spellchecked, and you're less likely to see betas thanked in the notes than to see a statement that they didn't bother to spellcheck, didn't have a beta, or will maybe proofread later but they couldn't proofread before posting because they just "had to" post from their phone on a train in a tunnel at 3 am to meet a nonexistent deadline. The current norms seem to be extremely casual, and to consider editing and spellcheck and even reading back over what you've written as a fussy optional bit of formality that isn't really needed on comfortable casual occasions like posting fic, but should be saved for very special events.

But on another, of course, fanfiction is not often produced with a complete lack of caring. There is at least an enthusiasm or interest, an effort, however small, involved in putting their ideas into words - even if they've just sort of farted out the initial form of the idea without engaging their internal filters at all, or posted a chat log and not bothered to take out the tags and add sentence-final punctuation to it, at least there was a mental spark behind it that is probably not present in the corporate greed and maze of underpaid subcontractors involved with cheap crap videogames.

In spite of the presence in most fanfiction (I say most because you will still run into things that are like 'this was actually written for my OCs and I've used find and replace with the pairing names from this list of five popular fandoms, you can read this same poorly-punctuated fart with the names from the other fandoms here!') of that animating spark, though, overall, surveying the field of badfic and, tbh, even most of the generically mediocre fanfiction that [personal profile] waxjism would describe in her spreadsheet as "sub mid"... the vibes of what he's saying here hold true.

They do reek of an often fascinating level of not-caring, whether it's caring enough to use spellcheck or taking five seconds to google an incorrect fact they stuck in that they didn't have to put there in the first place. They do provide a fully perceptible class of novelty - random, bizarre innovations that it feels like nobody could have done "on purpose". They do remind you of very bad movies. And in many of them it does seem like something in the creative process had to be fundamentally broken (perhaps just the steps between the initial brainstorming and any analysis or consideration or planning).
cimorene: cartoony drawing of a woman's head in profile giving dubious side-eye (love)
OMG, guys, do you remember the Special True Love Reserve Spunk Reservoirs? Those MFU stories where True Love means never having to say "I can't get it up again yet"?

That particular gem was in one of thirty-eight MFU stories written by the same lady, all of which are independent first-times featuring the same OMCs, same elaborate invented childrape background, and the same non-canon ponytail (and glasses) for Illya. Right, so, I don't blame you if you'd forgotten; I'd forgotten too. But then I got this comment this morning:

I have to thank you for the fact that this entry is the top Google result for Illya ponytail. It's practically a public service. :D I was going through that archive and found that startling number of fics in which Illya has a ponytail, and I was extremely bewildered. (and not observant enough to notice that they were all by the same person...*facepalms*) I googled trying to find out if there was somehow a canon basis for this that I was unaware of, and was glad to have matters clarified by this post. XD


MY DAY, IT IS MADE.
cimorene: cartoony drawing of a woman's head in profile giving dubious side-eye (strike a pose!)

also on notice: "A SOUND HE DIDN'T KNOW HE KNEW HOW TO MAKE" (which was too wide for the noticeboard)
cimorene: cartoony drawing of a woman's head in profile giving dubious side-eye (giggle)
Remember this amazing Heroes badsex?

All that unadulterated cream-and-coffee skin against white, with dark tangles at stern and midship, was just too delicious a contrast for Matt. His pants were strangling him.

cim: This paragraph is like a one-two-three punch of wtf? that knocks you out.
cim: BAM, cream-and-coffee skin! You're reeling!
lilah: Stern and midship? WHAT?
cim: Exactly! WHAM, stern and midship! What? you're staggering!
lilah: HIS PANTS WERE STRANGLING HIM!
cim: AND YOU'RE OUT COLD.
cim: WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?
lilah: I DON'T KNOOOOOOOOOOOOOW
cim: WHY ARE HIS PANTS SUDDENLY ANIMATE AND BENT ON MURDER? WASN'T THIS A BAD SEX SCENE A MINUTE AGO? WHAT HAPPENED? WHERE AM I?


Well, so, that period in my life ended (because Matt and Mohinder, like, split up? Or something, idk, Heroes became too bad to keep up with) but all was not lost, because the previous record-holder for most horrifying badsex until I read that Star Wars fic where whoever-it-was "could not have been any harder if his erection were encased in plasticrete" [access-locked]is now writing Supernatural. Although her newer stuff wasn't nearly as hilarious. She seems to have gained some maturity, or maybe it's just that the rest of the fandom is so much worse.
cimorene: cartoony drawing of a woman's head in profile giving dubious side-eye (WHAT?)
In the middle of an ass-long author's note, and constituting not even half of its length, I found this:

Also, Fangirl X , you are awesome bb, and the angst from your stories inspires. I read everything you've written so far, but am truly unable to come up with a adequate response that I feel you deserve, so I will be commenting on those soon.


Is it just me, fellow embarrassment squick sufferers, or is this horrifyingly embarrassing to read as well as a general author's note fail for tl;dr and tackiness? On the one hand, as usual when a badthor names Fangirl X as inspiration, I'm thinking, "Oh, thanks a lot, Fangirl X! Without your 'inspiration' I might not now be reaching for the eye/brain bleach!"; but on the other hand, I kind of feel for Fangirl X, too, because on the off chance that she has any sensibilities she probably won't appreciate this bizarrely public form of communication.
cimorene: cartoony drawing of a woman's head in profile giving dubious side-eye (rain)
I have this problem where [personal profile] effex bookmarked the best story that I've read all month (or maybe I should give it two months). And I clicked it because she was impressed according to her bookmark, and if there's anyone whose taste in fanfic I [mostly] trust (ie, agree with), it's her. So I read it and became completely swept away and infatuated by... Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory futurefic. Now, I like it! And I liked the last movie. And Tim Burton (who doesn't?). But this is definitely an occasion for facepalming. I'm sure, if you've been in fandom any length of time, the title immediately gives you the same two assumptions it gave me, namely

  1. Uh-oh, there can't be much if any good fiction but there's bound to be some that makes you reach for the eye-spork


  2. and

  3. SQUICKY CHAN ALERT


The awesome one wasn't chan at all - it was firmly futurefic. But of course both of those predictions were correct, although first I found some badfic that was very funny and which I was quite glad I had found (check #ficspelunking from a few days ago. Ex: "How could he, Charlie Bucket, Willy Wonka’s heir and the luckiest boy in the world… be gay?").

So the problem part came because I suddenly had this little flame of fannish enthusiasm for a pairing that, outside the story I've already read, for all intents and purposes doesn't exist (and isn't likely to increase its size), and I really hate that. Still, fruitless and after-the-fact as it is, I won't resist my impulse to buy the movie and books (just delay it a bit until we have some money again).

Everyone else should also read this orphaned story, which is one of those gems that's capable of inspiring a wistful yearning for the faint image of the imaginary fandom that could (should?) exist to fully explore all the possibilities it suggests, and explores them just enough to leave you needing more without being incomplete in itself.


Abracadabra by [livejournal.com profile] lyricality. R, future-fic, book- and Burton-based. Eight years after that fateful day in February, Charlie has finally learned how to want.

Now and then, Charlie likes to drift deep into himself and dream in silence, forgetting deadlocks and deadlines and anything else that ruins his creative process. Wonka is careful with time, in contrast. He never loses it, never wastes it, and most certainly never kills it. He likes to dream out loud.

Charlie doesn’t mind it anymore. Besides, he’s always liked listening to Willy Wonka speak...even when some of it really is perfect nonsense. But that’s the way the man’s mind works--getting the nonsense out of the way right off and turning the rest to genius. Sometimes turning the nonsense to genius, too.



It was hard to pick a quote there. Did I want to show a glimpse of the brilliant voice in the dialogue? Or a glimpse of the whimsical spot-on world-building (edible scenery, grown-up Charlie's Candy Factory expertise and role)? Or the faint hints of imagery that gently re-awaken the film's without lingering too heavily? Or the rather charming hints of wistful angst? Or the passage from which the author's summary was drawn, to further explicate the story's premise?

I think everyone should read this and ideally some more people should write it (not holding my breath there, just throwing it out). I'd really love to see some art, because Burton films are so visual.

on notice

14 Aug 2009 07:29 pm
cimorene: cartoony drawing of a woman's head in profile giving dubious side-eye (drama)


With contributions from [personal profile] aeslis and [personal profile] bexless.

On "sliding in to the hilt": [personal profile] aeslis: It might be a fairy tale sword.
On "lathered": [personal profile] bexless: Are there bubbles?
On "gasping for air": [personal profile] aeslis: Have you never kissed anyone? Did you forget you have a nose?
cimorene: cartoony drawing of a woman's head in profile giving dubious side-eye (wicked)
So for the past few days I've been hugely impressed by someone even more amazing than Limpet Vacuum Girl or Immortal Waycestuous Assbaby Snake!Frank Girl. The intensity of this girl's devotion to childraped, ponytailed sparkle motion cannot be overstated. To put it another way, the archive contains 38 stories by her, almost entirely first times featuring the same OMCs and the same elaborate childrape backstory for Illya as well as the same completely non-canon ponytail. I guess we all have to have our kinks.

BUT THEN.

"A - um, a refractory period. That's what it's called."

"And what was your question exactly?" When he put his lips to Illya's throat he could feel Illya's pulse beating there.

"Well - we don't seem to have one."

"No, we don't, do we. Do you know what that means?" He moved up so he was smiling directly into Illya's eyes, and they smiled back at him.

"No."

"True love." Napoleon fitted them together with care and oh, how perfect the match was. "It's a sign of true love."


Okay. So.


[personal profile] perhael: "Our love is so true, it overrides normal physical reactions!"
[personal profile] perhael: I MEAN SRSLY WHAT.
[personal profile] cimorene: True loves means your balls are magically always full!
[personal profile] cimorene: THEY CAN NOW ACCESS THE SPECIAL TRUE LOVE RESERVE SPUNK.
[personal profile] perhael: AHAHAHAHAHHAHA. I'm picturing a secret secure door inside the ballsac labeled "true love reserves".
[personal profile] cimorene: ÖAKLHSDFÖASDHLHFYYYTBJUT
[personal profile] perhael: "OPEN ONLY IN CASE OF SOULMATES"
[personal profile] cimorene: khxcvöla>kxv It's probably triggered by a physical mechanism!
[personal profile] cimorene: Once the cock touches the soul... which as we know is located just past the prostate...
[personal profile] cimorene: I have to post this.
[personal profile] perhael: You really do!
[personal profile] perhael: Other people need to know about this magical discovery! They may have been wondering why they still have refractory periods! They might not know it's because they haven't found their ~*TRUE LOVE*~!
cimorene: cartoony drawing of a woman's head in profile giving dubious side-eye (jeeves/wooster)
...and it occurred to me that I now have a tie for favorite epithet I've ever read! That doesn't happen often. I mean usually there's ONE most horrifying fictional occurrence (example: child rape, still the top of The Horrifying Things Scale) or ONE hilarious epithet. Shocking things tend to blow whatever previously-most-shocking thing came before them out of the water, instead of leaping into a dead heat.

Poll #893 Funniest Epithet
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 15


Which of my two favorite epithets is funniest?

View Answers

The average-sized apartment for a man who lives alone
3 (20.0%)

The red-haired athletic tennis player with a permanent bandage as a facial accessory
12 (80.0%)

Indeed those are funny but this write-in is funnier:



Speaking of The Horrifying Things Scale, I still place penis shrapnel at a mere 9/10 while child rape takes the cake at 10/10, but until recently I'd read three child rape stories and only one Penis Shrapnel Story, because, really, penis shrapnel: it's not the kind of thing you just come up with. But as of two days ago I've now had to say that I have read two penis shrapnel stories. Admittedly, there was no shrapnel, but there was a surprise!penis disfigurement involving Metal In A Way That Penises Aren't Meant To Involve Metal. And I think that, morally, that has to be grouped with Penis Shrapnel.
cimorene: closeup of a large book held in a woman's hands as she flips through it (reading)
I am tagging badfic quotes on Twitter as I read them with #ficspelunking. Ex:

And now Illya was going to show him how men had sex with each other. Napoleon's heart hammered in his chest. Not only show him, but do it with him.


That's right: no more of those tiresome stick figure diagrams, or worse, action figures.
cimorene: cartoony drawing of a woman's head in profile giving dubious side-eye (i kind of dig this)
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 12


badthors with well-earned and hilarious epithets deathmatch

View Answers

Limpet Vaccuum Girl
5 (41.7%)

ImmortalWaycestuousAssbabySnake!Frank Girl
7 (58.3%)



I leave it up to you whether to vote on the basis of their epithets or their ouvres (Limpet Vaccuum Girl I just discovered last night; ImmortalWaycestuousAssbabySnake!Frank Girl was discovered a couple of years ago and has been mentioned numerous times in the badfic tag).

Actually, I don't have any other pre-epitheted badthors around, so this will be a very short deathmatch. Sorry.

Why, yes, I DID just find a second story by Limpet Vaccuum Girl in which she refers to the protagonist as "the dapper enforcer", why do you ask?
cimorene: cartoony drawing of a woman's head in profile giving dubious side-eye (magic)
[personal profile] thefourthvine talks about the warnings we wish people would have the self-awareness to put on their stories!

WARNING: I am going to use a tragedy that would normally be the main focus of any story in which it occurred (death of a child, death of a family, death of an entire race or culture, whatever) as a mechanism for getting my pairing to fuck. I am pretty sure that makes it more dramatic and arty. I don't actually intend to address any of the probable outcomes of this tragedy, like sadness, say, or maybe even some anger. It's just background tragedy. It's the kind of thing that is really seriously awful but people forget it and they are entirely all right as soon as they have some sex with the right person.

WARNING: There's a lot more to this story, but I didn't feel like writing it. Or any plot or characterization or anything, really. Mostly I just wrote "cock" a lot.

WARNING: All dialogue sounds the same to me.
cimorene: cartoony drawing of a woman's head in profile giving dubious side-eye (o noes)
I've bookmarked this entire story on   cimness  for the Old-School-Fandom-Purple-Melodrama lulz, but a few lines stood out especially. Am I right or amirite that you can totally discern that they come from the same twisted mind?

"All he could do was lie there, his hands running over that broad, powerful back as Solo vacuumed his tonsils."


...and...

"Napoleon's mouth fastened onto his like an upset limpet."
cimorene: A giant disembodied ghostly green hand holding the Enterprise trapped (you shall not pass)
Get a load of THIS baby. It's been a while since I've seen such a disastrously mixed science/mumbo-jumbo metaphor:

The two were polar opposites of one another, and when they were together the air seemed to change perceptibly around them. Molecules broke down and rematerialized, energizing the air with a weird brand of oxygen that contained some unidentifiable element that was unmistakably them. When the two were together, those around them felt at east; right, in a way they could never quite explain. And if one of them happened to leave the room, leaving the other behind, it was as if a light bulb had suddenly gone out. Everything sort of…dimmed. There needs to be a name for it, Karl thought. He wondered how they did it. Surely there must be a trick. Chemistry, he thought. Weird, but it makes sense. They seemed to coexist and feed off the most primal mixture of chemistry and physics, and it worked for them, it made sense. (here)


Note that the tag "badfic" isn't necessarily accurate beyond the paragraph quoted, but I have to be able to find my old posts somehow.
cimorene: cartoony drawing of a woman's head in profile giving dubious side-eye (Default)
There's no new fandom content in the House of Cim'n'Wax. I've been reading books, occasionally watching things, and devoting a few hours here and there to keeping up with all my usual sources of shoes, in case something exciting came up with the new season (there are no new shoes I desperately want, really).

§ Dream Job! But interestingly enough, on New Year's Eve quite late at night Wax was surfing the Employment Bureau website and found my dream job - one of Turku's international daycares, located within about 20 minutes' walk of here in the Student Village and feeding into the local international school (partly because I quite want to work with other immigrants - preferably ones who are rather more adrift in Finland than I am, and whom I might be able to help a bit, and partly because I just do want to work with little children. You see, older children I find more assholey and generally unmanageable, but little ones are still charming even when they're bad - well, it's just a matter of preference, I guess, but preschoolers have always been my favourite age).

Anyway, in Finland a teaching certificate is required for kindergarten teachers, a special one, and another kind even for preschool teachers (it's a 2-year technical degree in being a 'carer'); so, the daycare seeking a permanent staff kindergarten teacher, I obviously couldn't do it. I mean, it's illegal to hire a permanent salaried employee for these functions who's underqualified. But there's a kindergarten-nursery school staff shortage on in Finland just now, which means unqualified substitutes are hired temporarily; so Wax told me to apply anyway, and I did. Despite having forgotten to translate my CV into English and forgetting even to attach it to the first email, I got a call yesterday from the daycare. They appear to be quite desperate, because the lady said, "Um... how soon could you start?" So I'm to report there at 9am Monday for an interview, but if she likes me, and I quote, "Could you start right away?" So. Um. YAY! But I'm also nervous about it.

§ old recs So that's what's goin' on. I've also been rewatching Austen adaptations and making icons of them, in between reading; and furiously transferring the last of my old recs page to delicious, having now got all the way through the Star Wars page, and most of the way through the "Miscellaneous" page. All my old Jeeves & Wooster, Jay & Silent Bob, Master & Commander, The Sentinel, etc are now on delicious; I'm in the middle of Smallville now. (And let me tell you - curiosity compelled me to look over the Jay & Silent Bob ones again since I haven't read them since, oh, 2003, when [livejournal.com profile] irisbleufic and I got into it at approximately the same time, and each wrote one ficlet, and then in a fit of UTTER insanity I actually wrote Kevin Smith/Jason Mewes RPS, too. My dark past! - But anyway, curiosity, and oh, dear, the offerings there were actually worse than I remembered. Which is hard to achieve! Because I hadn't forgotten the cringing! And I was compelled to leave some of them off because they were just too awful. Maybe I'll ask for some in Yuletide next year...)

§ Rewatching the original Star Wars Which reminds me that Wax said she DIDN'T WANT TO watch the original Star Wars trilogy with me. "I'm not a HUGE fan," she said. "You don't have to be a huge fan to watch it once every ten years," I said to no avail. Will someone else PLEASE watch with me?

ON NOTICE

20 Oct 2008 03:51 pm
cimorene: cartoony drawing of a woman's head in profile giving dubious side-eye (i'd hit it with a stick maybe)


The only way that pants could leave nothing to the imagination would be if they were actually transparent.
cimorene: cartoony drawing of a woman's head in profile giving dubious side-eye (hm...)
Which improbable scenario, when applied to a fandom that is supposed to be set in reality (such as a crime show), is WORSE?

[Poll #1278429]

cimorene: medieval painting of a person dressed in red tunic and green hood playing a small recorder in front of a fruit tree (this is awkward)
[A]side from the occasional look – the sort of look he might give to any attractive person, male or female – Gordon had never even looked at another man, or wanted to... .

[livejournal.com profile] perhael: .....
cim: O RLY
cim: So basically what you're saying is... that in fact... he HAD looked.
[livejournal.com profile] perhael: Except that he hadn't!
[livejournal.com profile] perhael: It was Schrödingers's look.

on notice

22 Aug 2008 11:10 pm
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