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Big Pimpin' Pity Party
So this is something I've been wanting to do for a while now, and I hope y'all will all join in...
In comments to this post:
1. Pimp the story whose feedback most disappointed you. I don't mean your best story, or your worst story, or the story you guess could've been better. And I don't mean the story that got the least feedback. I mean the story that you thought would get more feedback, or felt should get more fb. The story for which you only got 2 reviews, and hoped you'd get 5, or the story you hoped would get 500, and only got 200. Even the story you wrote just so fandom would notice you--you included assbabies and kittens, just for those extra reviews--and then zada, zero, nil. Or 500, but not 20,000. Or even the one that got satisfying amounts of fb, but that you thought the Clem fans would flock to and the Clem fans ignored.
1a. Post a link to that story.
1b. Why’d you think it’d get more fb? What did you expect to appeal to and didn’t? Don’t be embarrassed to say how badass it was.
1c. Why d’you think it didn’t get that fb? Don’t be too proud to whine, complain, or feel sorry for yourself. Happens to the best of us, baby.
If you want:
2. Pimp a story by someone else you feel should’ve gotten more fb. Whether it’s a story you beta’ed, saw on your flist, or just randomly found. Again, not so much The Best Story Ever, as The Really Great Story No One Else Knows About.
2a. post a link or where to find the story.
2b. tell us about the praise/appeal of the story.
2c. tell us how under appreciated this person/story is.
3. Pimp this post. If there’s a lot, maybe I can compile and post a list of Unappreciated Gems Of Fandom, Which You Should Have Loved . . . For These Reasons.
Pimp yourself. Throw yourself a pity party. Ask why no one loved you. Or at least that one fic. I’m serious, here. Everyone has a fic they secretly cherish and feel sorry for, and occasionally pet with sparkly tears in their eyes . . . even if they never felt like they could ask the world why their little woobie story was so unloved. Now's your chance.
Pimp others, and offer them your hand so we can skip through the sunshine. Yes I am a fluffy mushlet; I don't care.
In comments to this post:
1. Pimp the story whose feedback most disappointed you. I don't mean your best story, or your worst story, or the story you guess could've been better. And I don't mean the story that got the least feedback. I mean the story that you thought would get more feedback, or felt should get more fb. The story for which you only got 2 reviews, and hoped you'd get 5, or the story you hoped would get 500, and only got 200. Even the story you wrote just so fandom would notice you--you included assbabies and kittens, just for those extra reviews--and then zada, zero, nil. Or 500, but not 20,000. Or even the one that got satisfying amounts of fb, but that you thought the Clem fans would flock to and the Clem fans ignored.
1a. Post a link to that story.
1b. Why’d you think it’d get more fb? What did you expect to appeal to and didn’t? Don’t be embarrassed to say how badass it was.
1c. Why d’you think it didn’t get that fb? Don’t be too proud to whine, complain, or feel sorry for yourself. Happens to the best of us, baby.
If you want:
2. Pimp a story by someone else you feel should’ve gotten more fb. Whether it’s a story you beta’ed, saw on your flist, or just randomly found. Again, not so much The Best Story Ever, as The Really Great Story No One Else Knows About.
2a. post a link or where to find the story.
2b. tell us about the praise/appeal of the story.
2c. tell us how under appreciated this person/story is.
3. Pimp this post. If there’s a lot, maybe I can compile and post a list of Unappreciated Gems Of Fandom, Which You Should Have Loved . . . For These Reasons.
Pimp yourself. Throw yourself a pity party. Ask why no one loved you. Or at least that one fic. I’m serious, here. Everyone has a fic they secretly cherish and feel sorry for, and occasionally pet with sparkly tears in their eyes . . . even if they never felt like they could ask the world why their little woobie story was so unloved. Now's your chance.
Pimp others, and offer them your hand so we can skip through the sunshine. Yes I am a fluffy mushlet; I don't care.
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I actually can't complain about the quantity or quality of fb I've received. Sometimes I'd like to implore all the readers who pounce on my Spuffy pron to try out Campfire Tale for the End of Days or my Illyria Sestina, especially the former, because, if I may say so, at the beginning it doesn't look like much, but the lead-up to the last paragraphs is pretty damn cool. The thing is, though, the comparatively small number of reviewers of my genfic are smart, and leave incredibly generous, insightful comments. I'm a lucky winner, however you cut it.
As for other writers, I have two. They both have long-neglected WIPs, but they're such dazzling stylists that they're worth checking out anyway, and maybe an influx of new fb will spark their muses. Fingers and toes crossed.
The first is
"Attack!" cried Ardryn, as a phalanx of bucklered warriors flooded the room.
"Rawr!" cried they.
and,
“Spike’s got a doctorate in soul-having now,” sighed Angel bitterly.
“Yeah, well, at least I give it some thought now and again, instead of wearing the stupid thing like a hairshirt and losing it every six months.”
The second is
"Yes, well... I'm afraid Mr. Anaxagoras was up to a great deal of no good today, Mother."
"Indeed?"
William nodded. "In a typically Greek quest for perfection of physical form, he paid a visit to the city gymnasium thinking to take some exercise. So far, so commendable. However, rather than taking, he was instead taken in by the physical perfections of one Mr. Arsenios, whose charms, if we are to believe the besotted encomiums of Mr. Anaxagoras, rivaled those of young Antinoos himself. Of whom Mr. Anaxagoras of course knew nothing, having preceded him on this earth by several hundred years."
"You digress, my dear."
"Thank you, Mother. Suffice to say, Mr. Anaxagoras made a number of indecent suggestions to Mr. Arsenios, not sparing certain representations as to how he lived up to his name as an, ahem, master orator."
"William! Really!"
"Begging your pardon, Mother. Alas, Mr. Arsenios was hardly proof against such inducements as these. I am sorry to report that he was soon industriously engaged in such vigorous activities with Mr. Anaxagoras as would render his abandoned gymnasium exercises entirely superfluous. And here perhaps we had best draw a veil over the conduct of our protagonists lest we bring a blush to the bronze cheeks of the very statue of Achilles himself."
Feeling a blush upon her own cheek, Anne tried to look stern, but felt perhaps her performance was less than perfect.
"Ah, I see from your expression that you fear for the immortal souls of our two beloved heroes. Very correct of you. Yet, before you despair, consider that their...exchange of ideas led to a highly edifying discourse on the philosophical nature of love in all of its many forms. Why, it ultimately produced a ranking of sorts--"
"Gracious! Let me guess: with their own unique expression of love at the top?"
"Just so, Mother. One would think you had been studying the classics all your life."
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I can't really complain about my fb either...I was sneaky and posted the post without having to put my own reply!
That first sounds fabulous...I don't know if I'd read a story like that about William, the second one I mean, but it sounds really interesting. Abandoned WIPs make me sad, but I'll read 'em 'cause I like long stuff. Thanks so much for leaving the links and playing along!
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Hahahahaha! I think I will go read that fic. Thanks for suggesting it. :)