I especially love the idea of having to watch a “normal” ep before the musical one to warm up.
Woke up this morning and the Hugo results weren’t yet online. But soon enough, they were at Locus:
John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer [Not a Hugo]
Congratulations to all; special huzzahs for the wins by Wilson, Whedon, Moffat, the Locus gang, and the Plokta cabal; a slight Awww that Gary Wolfe didn’t win; and huzzahs plus a huge cheer of About Bloody Time for David Hartwell’s win.
David Langford, multiple-Hugo-winner, Ansible editor, and national treasure has now created a site for the differently-good prose showcased in Thog’s Masterclass, including assembled collections of gems from convention talks and the Thog-O-Matic random selector. He also links to a thoroughly Thoggish book dissected by Jim McDonald.
Exhibit A: Colleen Doran goes to the Creation-run LotR convention, ELF and meets the LotR fan from hell.
She stood behind Billy and would work herself up into a little dance of glee in her Billy zone. She would kind of giggle to herself, bob up and down, and then she would lift her hands and wiggle her fingers like she was about to play a piano.
This was a cue that at any moment, she would TOUCH the WONDER that is BILLY BOYD’S BACK! Most women wouldn’t be induced to orgasm by this, but she would tremble with glee each time. She would make these little claw hand shapes, and then she would rake her hands down Billy’s back to get his attention. She looked like a cat arranging sand in her litter box.
And the Observer sends a reporter to Lumos 2006, the Harry Potter convention. Apart from the usual boggling when the mainstream reporter meets a slash fic writer and can’t understand why anyone would want to sit and discuss the works of JK Rowling for a weekend, there’s some more interesting thoughts, and a pretty positive outcome:
And, well, actually, it is. It’s all amazing. And seeing anybody, let alone 1,200 people enthused with joy about anything is really quite uplifting. And not just anything. Books! It makes my girlish, swotty heart swell with pride.
(both via fandom_lounge)
In my opinion — worth the usual two cents with a discount from my never having been involved in Harry Potter fandom myself — one of the reasons that Harry Potter fandom produces such spectacular implosions is that it is a feral fandom, that is, it grew too big and too fast for the more experienced media fans to establish the fannish social norms followed by more traditional media fandoms.
It’s possible that the mainstreaming of the Internet means that all fandoms are feral fandoms.