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Here's something about me: I like meta. I like meta about meta. In fact, the further iteration of meta you get from the real thing, the more I like it. My favorite program on NPR is "On The Media": first there are real events, and then there is media reporting on real events, and then there is media reporting on the media; that's what "On The Media" is. If there was media that reported on the media whose reporting on the media--if there was a show called "On 'On The Media'", I would like it even better than "On The Media".

You can see how this is a problem. I have trouble with the real world. First of all, I'm bad at it, but mostly it's just sort of hard to care about it if I can talk about it, especially if I can talk about talking about it, or talk about talking about talking about it; again, you see my problem.

Recently I wrote a fic called The Chuck Writes Story. It was about SPN, but not really. It was about being about SPN, about SPN fandom, but also about meta of SPN fandom, and meta about meta, and I honestly don't know what. The trouble with this fic was that someone had to be writing it, so I made lettered write it; she was there, she had style, she had flair--hell, I was there. I was already writing it, so I might as well, you know, write the story in the story, too.

The problem is that it's much easier to say things as lettered than it is to say, be a real person. I'm not saying that it's easier to live my life online that to live for reals; that's not what I'm saying at all; this is not a cry for help. I'm just saying it's easier for me to convey how I feel in the narrative form than it ever has been in real life.

( Ayn Rand and Victor Hugo: the Unlikely Pair (Like Sonny and Cher) )

Even Mr. Darcy couldn't match that cut tag.