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I'm a Toys R Us Kid...
In my living room I have several Torchwood, Dr. Who, Star Wars, and LoTR action figures. Not to mention my Transformers Bumblebee, my Star Wars Mighty Mug dolls, a sonic screwdriver, and a pokeball. On my wall above my computer are two Star Wars posters and I have an SGA poster in my study/kitty room.
My friend, when I told her I was moving the antique shelf that used to be my grandmother's into my bedroom to put up the posters, told me I should move it back and also move all my toys into the second bedroom, where I could hide them and wouldn't embarrass myself. She also mentioned that my apartment looked like a teenager's bedroom, which, ok, I can kind of understand. Still. The shelf looked out of place right next to Captain Jack and Docter #9. I think it looks much better in the bedroom, where I don't have anything fannish save for autograph photos on the wall.
I don't know about the rest of you, but I embrace my geekiness. I enjoy having my action figures where I can see them and play with them, and I love the two posters I can look at whenever I need a little nudge of "really, my life does not suck!" I am thinking of getting a CD stand and rearranging my figures to better display them, but other than that, I enjoy my apartment.
So do you all display your geeky tendencies? I know for me that I'm considered a bit of a freak in the family, even by my sister who lives in Seattle and prides herself on being different. *Snort* I think she just likes to party and tells herself that that constitutes being young at heart.
Anyway, I guess I was just wondering how the rest of you deal with your fannishness around your family. Do they know how obsessed you are, or do they make fun of you, like mine do? Honestly, although I embrace my fandoms wholeheartedly, I'm actually pretty much a coward when it comes to letting my family know just exactly how much I am into it. It's bad enough getting eye rolls and surreptitious remarks about growing up, but if I told them that I wrote fanfic, they would immediately ask why I bother when I should turn that energy into original fiction.
Some battles just aren't worth fighting unless you live several miles away.
For those of you who are totally open about your fanfic, I envy you! I wish I had your strength. At least my apartment is a little haven of fanish love, and my friends, other than the one I mentioned above, seem to enjoy it. I figure, you're only as old as you feel, and I like to think that I'm just a giant kid at heart. :)
My friend, when I told her I was moving the antique shelf that used to be my grandmother's into my bedroom to put up the posters, told me I should move it back and also move all my toys into the second bedroom, where I could hide them and wouldn't embarrass myself. She also mentioned that my apartment looked like a teenager's bedroom, which, ok, I can kind of understand. Still. The shelf looked out of place right next to Captain Jack and Docter #9. I think it looks much better in the bedroom, where I don't have anything fannish save for autograph photos on the wall.
I don't know about the rest of you, but I embrace my geekiness. I enjoy having my action figures where I can see them and play with them, and I love the two posters I can look at whenever I need a little nudge of "really, my life does not suck!" I am thinking of getting a CD stand and rearranging my figures to better display them, but other than that, I enjoy my apartment.
So do you all display your geeky tendencies? I know for me that I'm considered a bit of a freak in the family, even by my sister who lives in Seattle and prides herself on being different. *Snort* I think she just likes to party and tells herself that that constitutes being young at heart.
Anyway, I guess I was just wondering how the rest of you deal with your fannishness around your family. Do they know how obsessed you are, or do they make fun of you, like mine do? Honestly, although I embrace my fandoms wholeheartedly, I'm actually pretty much a coward when it comes to letting my family know just exactly how much I am into it. It's bad enough getting eye rolls and surreptitious remarks about growing up, but if I told them that I wrote fanfic, they would immediately ask why I bother when I should turn that energy into original fiction.
Some battles just aren't worth fighting unless you live several miles away.
For those of you who are totally open about your fanfic, I envy you! I wish I had your strength. At least my apartment is a little haven of fanish love, and my friends, other than the one I mentioned above, seem to enjoy it. I figure, you're only as old as you feel, and I like to think that I'm just a giant kid at heart. :)
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I've never collected the action figures, but the first thing you see when you walk in the front door is my framed autographed Sting replica, and my giant computer desk, where all my LotR books are displayed, and the computer screen with my LotR wallpaper and screensavers. And my painted rock "hobbit hole" And my tiny Aragorn and Merry and Pippin that I got at ScotMoot. And my One Ring and my miniature Minas Tirith on pedestals by the fireplace. And the decoupaged Shire Map I made is atop our air conditioner. Sadly, no space to hang my framed movie posters. And my LotR stuff has to compete with my unicorn collection and our family photos. If we ever had a professional designer come in they would probably faint.
I also wear fannish T-shirts, and there's my LotR purse I made (nearly worn out-- need to make a new one) and my LotR jacket. And I talk about LotR and fanfic to anyone who stands still long enough to listen.
I've never been one to hide what I enjoy-- I don't have any more trouble talking about writing fanfic than I do about talking about my other hobbies like calligraphy or knitting or the SCA! What's to be embarrassed about? (Of course, a stranger might not want to get stuck in an elevator with me-- they might learn more than they ever wanted to know about hobbits!)
Oh, and though my husband completely understands, most of the rest of my family did bug me about why I was writing stuff I couldn't be paid for. I basically told them it's not that easy, and that even if it were, I wasn't interested. My mom never understood, and at least my sister has stopped asking that.
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I'm glad you sister at least has stopped bugging you about your writing. I still get asked questions, but I sidestep them. If verbal dancing was a sport, I would be a champion!