Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2016 1:58:43 GMT
House Danarya,
As most of you know, I'm kind of a bastard. I rant, I rage, and I can be generally cranky. Especially when it comes to things I genuinely care about.
I'm also extremely stubborn. Sometimes that's a curse - other times a virtue. I'm not sure which it is now; only time will tell - but in the end, I will be true to my nature.
That's all any of us can be.
I've taken a few days to consider a lot of things, both personal and related to this fandom. And the conclusion I always come to is the same - for better or worse, I can't make peace with the inevitable Jon/Dany conclusion that HBO and GRRM are working towards. I can't work around it, I can't compromise, and I can't in good conscience encourage our fandom to accept 'table scraps' from the 'Almighty Hetero Table' to exist.
Because we've all chosen this particular fandom for a reason.
For every single one of us, we see a piece of ourselves, or our own hopes and loves, reflected in this novel-foreshadowed relationship - and for me to say 'we have to just do the best we can, working around canon and trying to be ok with it' is like me saying 'we're not worthy of being canon ourselves, but that's alright, we should just accept it so that everyone else can be happy.'
And I can't do that. I refuse. I'd see the entire fandom burn first.
I don't care what's 'popular'. I don't care what the accepted norm is. I don't care about the wants of the many vs. the desires of the few; the math and the numbers and all of the equational, formulaic bullshit.
At the end of the day, I'd rather step away from the entire fandom than watch it degrade into something painfully unrecognizable, or something that forces us all to accept something less.
We all have the real world for that kind of grief.
I realize this may come off as faithless, but really, neither GRRM or HBO have earned any at this point. I'm beyond disappointed and disheartened at what the series has become. The entire sandbox has become tainted for me, and I find myself thinking now, more than ever, that if I ever want to read something that isn't just a big 'fuck you!' to the gay community in the fantasy genre one day, I will need to write it myself.
Maybe when life finally calms down a little I can ponder that further.
In the meantime, I'm taking some time away to recover from my first case of 'fandom heartbreak'.
I know everything will be kept in good hands.
As most of you know, I'm kind of a bastard. I rant, I rage, and I can be generally cranky. Especially when it comes to things I genuinely care about.
I'm also extremely stubborn. Sometimes that's a curse - other times a virtue. I'm not sure which it is now; only time will tell - but in the end, I will be true to my nature.
That's all any of us can be.
I've taken a few days to consider a lot of things, both personal and related to this fandom. And the conclusion I always come to is the same - for better or worse, I can't make peace with the inevitable Jon/Dany conclusion that HBO and GRRM are working towards. I can't work around it, I can't compromise, and I can't in good conscience encourage our fandom to accept 'table scraps' from the 'Almighty Hetero Table' to exist.
Because we've all chosen this particular fandom for a reason.
For every single one of us, we see a piece of ourselves, or our own hopes and loves, reflected in this novel-foreshadowed relationship - and for me to say 'we have to just do the best we can, working around canon and trying to be ok with it' is like me saying 'we're not worthy of being canon ourselves, but that's alright, we should just accept it so that everyone else can be happy.'
And I can't do that. I refuse. I'd see the entire fandom burn first.
I don't care what's 'popular'. I don't care what the accepted norm is. I don't care about the wants of the many vs. the desires of the few; the math and the numbers and all of the equational, formulaic bullshit.
At the end of the day, I'd rather step away from the entire fandom than watch it degrade into something painfully unrecognizable, or something that forces us all to accept something less.
We all have the real world for that kind of grief.
I realize this may come off as faithless, but really, neither GRRM or HBO have earned any at this point. I'm beyond disappointed and disheartened at what the series has become. The entire sandbox has become tainted for me, and I find myself thinking now, more than ever, that if I ever want to read something that isn't just a big 'fuck you!' to the gay community in the fantasy genre one day, I will need to write it myself.
Maybe when life finally calms down a little I can ponder that further.
In the meantime, I'm taking some time away to recover from my first case of 'fandom heartbreak'.
I know everything will be kept in good hands.
