Ideas are...wrong? What the ...?

[shi_koi]

I accidentally read this, and now I feel sick.

Has she never thought that a writer might indulge themselves in fanfiction, simply because the universe created by the original author is so wonderful that we cannot bear to leave it?

 

Not that such a concept would be easily understandable by someone with such a flawed understanding of so many people.

I do a lot of fanfic writing for Yu-Gi-Oh!, not because there's anything wrong with the universe created by Kazuki Takahashi, who is a Godlike being in my mind, but because when I first found out about his creation, it was hard to buy the manga, the anime was un-subbed and impossible to get a hold of, and I had no internet.

Writing fanfics for this fandom was a way to stay connected until I could track down another volume of manga, a way to keep myself immersed in the wonderful world Kazuki Takahashi had created.

It's the same for Naruto. I don't think there's anything wrong with what Masashi Kishimoto created, in fact, when asked who my idols are, who are the people I looked up to growing up, I say Alexander the Great was the first, when I was a child, and now, it him and it's Uzumaki Naruto.

Just because I write something that turns the canon universe upside down, doesn't mean that I think my creation or delve into a pre-existing world is any better, I'm just trying to show my appreciation of the original writer's ideas. I want to share my appreciation of their world with my friends, so I create stories that will draw their attention, so I can say, see, you liked it, you'll love the original work even more, it's amazing.

It's worked before, and I have friends who have become hooked in the same fandoms I'm in now, and it's wonderful to be able to share the excitement with a like-minded person.

It's almost as though Hobb is saying that we must read her work with a closed mind. We must not speculate on anything not pre-written, and my are not to indulge our imaginations of things that might have been, since in her creations, there are only what is, and no divergences have ever had a chance to exist.

What a horrible world.

I may be biased, since I bought one of Robin Hobbs books before, and I tried to read it repeatedly, but I just couldn't get into it. I thought it was terribly dry and more than a little contrived, but it was the sort of book my other half likes to read, so I gave it to him. If the book is a direct representation of her personality and self, then it's no wonder. I shudder now, when I think of it.

I believe the greatest things life has to offer are creation, expression, communication, compassion, evolution and hope.

I wonder how many Robin Hobb and other likewise thinkers would disagree with, or argue that they do not apply to their ideas. (Which are obviously always 'Right' and 'Good'.)

From what I can gather, one of the main points Hobb makes, is that imitation of any sort is wrong, and therefore bad. If applied broadly to life, that kind of statement of belief would be utterly damaging.

During one of the Creative Writing courses I took, our teacher – who was a published writer – encouraged us to find passages in books that we liked, and write our own twist in our own words, before re-writing word for word the exact passage that inspired us, to feel the difference in the writing methods. She did the same for her work, bring in one of her books, and giving us a brief history on what inspired her, asking for ideas on what inspired us, but they had to have been based on her own, as she wanted to understand and share how her work could be interpreted.

It was wonderful, and we spoke of so many things, and her creation myth for her characters was so inspiring. By that same account, imagining the position of Hobb on such matters seems so positively barbaric.

Do as I say, not as I do.

I'm not a very thoughtful person, I say things as they occur to me, and I don't think too deeply into reasoning the whys and wherefores of events and opinions. I cannot break down another's intellection and dissect it rationally with logical explanations and rebuttals.

I can only give my opinion on my understanding of such things, and my gut feeling of Robin Hobbs' words, thoughts and opinions are utterly and completely terrifying. I felt violated that such a person existed. As though, my simple failing, my love of immersing myself in another's world, and playing there was so abhorrent that I was unclean. My ideas? Disgraceful. My thoughts and fantasies – what would Naruto be like with a mother and father? Disgusting.

Reading Robin Hobb's views, not just for writing fanfiction, but wanting to be a part of that world made my feel sick to my stomach, and I wanted to vomit. I still do, but I also want to cry.

I don't pity Hobb for never knowing the joy of sharing in the love of something with others, and I don't hate her, or dislike her. I would rather forget she exists. I don't want my life tainted with her presence, I don't want to remember that there are people like her around. I know it's childish but she's like the bogeyman under the bed, and I want to grow up and forget it existed.

I adore the creators of the fandoms I enjoy myself in, and especially those I dabble in. I try and recruit my friends into buying the books, seeing the movies, buying the games, talking about the series, and basically involving themselves in the wonderful worlds I've discovered, and I've found this behaviour goes both ways.

Why can't people be happy with what they have? Why can't they be happy to share? What's wrong with others sharing your ideas?

My head hurts now.

I'm sorry for the rant.

If you guys read through this, I'll love you forever, especially if you don't hate me now. ::sniffle::

I need some love.

Hugs all,

~Shi-koi~

 

 

 

Comments

[cherry-san.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it was very lucky and it make me rather happy. It was about six months after I lost my wallet in the middle of summer and one of my old peers called me and asked for my address (since while I knew his name and stuff, we never really spent time together). xD Apperently, he'd found the wallet in a construction zone near his house and my student ID was still in it. XD He even drove over to my house to drop it off and everything (including the already cancelled credit card) was still in it except the cash. XD