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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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But over time, I realized the love would fade and these cherished (often expensive!!) monuments became junk to donate to thrift stores. Sure, I've got a few fandoms that really stand the test of time and I love them 10 years later, but do I want the same thing on my wall for that long?
In the end, I decided to stop buying merch and toys and posters and celebrate my fandom in other ways. Now I beg Alan to draw me fanart or I write fanfic. Then I'm creating rather than consuming and there's a lot more thought and fan revelry in the creative process to write new stories and enjoy new art. Full-out geeky, good creative exercise, and it's completely free of cost! (and clutter)
I'm totally unapologetic about my geeky interests, though. I'm not going to hide my love for my partner or my family, so why should I hide my love for other passions? I state my hobbies and interests as casually as anyone else would mention their love of sports or any other more mainstream interest. Why do any different?
I even take it so far that when I meet a fellow Sci-fi geek and they start acting all shame-faced about their own hobby, I'll give 'em a pep talk like, "What's with all the guilt? Wear your geek badge proudly, brother!"
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But I'm much more discerning in what I buy now, and only have things on my shelves that have a lot of meaning for me. When my family comes over they kind of roll their eyes, but I've always loved posters and wall scrolls, so it doesn't really bother me.
I'm so jealous that your Alan can draw you things. I think that trumps any action figure any day!