Chag sameach! For some reason I am feeling talky this week, I guess.Fannish stuff: inlovewithnight
did a great post in response to happydork
's recent posts re: writing the stories we say we want to read, fandom and the logic of collective action
, or, as she puts it, "the issue of 'we have this discussion over and over, why is it so difficult to make anything come of it?'".
The short version: if behavior X is predicted to give a high COMMUNITY benefit, but INDIVIDUALS will benefit more immediately from behavior Y, individuals will tend to choose Y, and assume that someone else will pick up the slack of X and/or that X wasn't really all that important anyway. (See also: the American social-welfare system or lack thereof; nuclear proliferation.)
The logic of collective action is: don't have it. Someone else out there will take care of the collective good, and I need to take care of me.
Really, really interesting.TV: ( Non-spoilery, just kind of long. Short version: EVERYONE WATCH UNDERCOVERS. )Books:
I also seem to be on an Indian (well, generally more Indian-American, though I'm trying to figure out how to get my hands on You Are Here
) chick-lit kick; after For Matrimonial Purposes
I'm now on The Hindi-Bindi
club. Which opened with loving descriptions of proceeding from the Victoria's Secret in Georgetown Park out through Georgetown and driving over to Potomac, Maryland from there, and even if the narrative voices aren't as engaging as Anju there are some great turns of phrase and engaging stories, such that I was even willing to break my "no stories that regularly cycle through a lot of first-person narrators" rule (IDK, I just get confused and lose interest). I may also need fic about this incident (a character whose family had to flee their home in Lahore after the Partition):
Biji had an intricately carved walnut jewelry box Bauji gifted her on a family holiday in Kashmir. She emptied it, selling her wedding jewelry to finance our new start. Bauji spent the next decade filling it back up again.
I remember watching Gone With the Wind with my girlfriends in college. How I related to Scarlett O'Hara! I loved the end when, after surviving the Civil War, she lifts a handful of the earth and vows never to go hungry again.
I WANT FIC ABOUT THAT MOVIE NIGHT SO MUCH. And beyond; possibly I will end up requesting "Saroj goes through a Gone With the Wind
phase" fic, because I really really love stories about how people relate to other stories when they're done well (see also my Wednesday Wars
reaction, although it looks like that's flocked/filtered so I won't link to it, but trust me, I LOVED IT). H-BC is very Joy Luck Club
, but honestly I like it a lot more than I liked that.Writing:
I've been terrible about it lately; I think I'm going to start shooting for writing every day. I signed up over at origfic_bingo
, and I'm going to get going on my help_pakistan
fic, but I've had a bunch of fantastic original ideas starting to finally gel, I think, after several frustrating months of percolation, so I'm going to start trying to work on those as well, or at least get more ideas written down. Possibly I will talk more about this, maybe not. IDK. Again, scarceness might well continue while I'm trying to focus my energy on this.