Happy New Year!
Jan. 1st, 2012 11:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
andrasteHappy 2012, everyone!
2011 had good parts and bad parts for me. On the one hand, I became gainfully employed! On the other, I had to drop out of Yuletide due to my grandmother passing away twelve days before Christmas. (No, not the one we expected to die earlier in 2011. The other one. She was eighty-five and had cancer in multiple organs, so this was sad but far from the worst thing that could have happened.)
My only resolutions for the coming year are to write more and vid more, because boy, I did not do enough of that in 2011. (Well, that and 'put vids up on the AO3', but that's sort of supplemental to making more of them.) I wrote one story that more than two thousand people read and made one vid that seven people watched. (Possibly dozens of people downloaded the vid and didn't like enough to send feedback, but I know which explanation I prefer ...) I will leave it to the reader to work out which of these things I put more effort into. This is not a complaint or a request for feedback, incidentally, it just amuses me to observe the vagaries of fandom popularity *g*.
It was, nevertheless, a good year for fandom as far as I was concerned. Fox and Matthew Vaughan made me the GREATEST MOVIE OF ALL TIME. Or at least it felt that way to me, despite its flaws. As a result, the pairing that have been my OTP since I was fourteen became wildly popular! This resulted in piles and piles of awesome fanwork about them and made me very happy. I wrote a deeply silly story about them which was also wildly popular, and that was fun too.
My other fandoms did pretty well. I played Dragon Age 2 five times, and although hanging out on the BioWare forums frequently exasperated me the game itself brought me great joy. Fringe kept being awesome. I liked the new characters on House, appreciated the resolution to the season cliffhanger, and made high-pitched squealing noises over Foreman's Season Eight storyline. Castle continued to be frothy entertainment with occasional serious bits. G.I. Joe: Renegades was the best animated version of that canon ever. My friends made me realise that friendship truly is magic, especially if brightly-coloured ponies were involved.
In addition, Merlin somehow turned into good television while I wasn't looking. I mean, I've always enjoyed it, but I started watching for the fun of pointing and laughing at the stained glass windows, running water and potatoes. In Season Four it has actually been well-written, well acted and compelling. (Qualities it had flashes of before, to be certain, but never so consistently.) I was surprised but pleased.
Doctor Who continued to make me happy in 2011. I don't think I enjoyed Season Six quite as much as Season Five, but The Doctor's Wife is my favourite Eleven episode so far, and I also adored The God Complex and the season finale, so it's not like I'm complaining. I continued to explore the universe of audios, comics and prose as well, and found some new-to-me gems. (My favourite audio was Farewell, Great Macedon and my favourite novel was Cold Fusion.)
I cheerfully ignored the DC reboot and did not buy any X-Men comics, even though I wanted to know what the whole Schism business was about and what Charles was up to. I was probably happier this way.
Somewhere in there I read a pile of books - favourites included Blackout/All Clear by Connie Willis, Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro and Ragamuffin by Tobias Buckell. My non-fiction favourites were Delusions of Gender by Cordelia Fine and The Ancestor Cell and The Magic of Reality by Richard Dawkins.
I bought too many toys. I was not sorry.
And in a nice end to the year, yesterday I got to see The Adventures of Tintin and LOVED it. This would be my favourite film of the year, only a different comic book adaptation had the unfair advantage of containing Charles Xavier drinking a yard of ale. I will make another post about how happy I am that my first comic book love now has a worthy film version.
2011 had good parts and bad parts for me. On the one hand, I became gainfully employed! On the other, I had to drop out of Yuletide due to my grandmother passing away twelve days before Christmas. (No, not the one we expected to die earlier in 2011. The other one. She was eighty-five and had cancer in multiple organs, so this was sad but far from the worst thing that could have happened.)
My only resolutions for the coming year are to write more and vid more, because boy, I did not do enough of that in 2011. (Well, that and 'put vids up on the AO3', but that's sort of supplemental to making more of them.) I wrote one story that more than two thousand people read and made one vid that seven people watched. (Possibly dozens of people downloaded the vid and didn't like enough to send feedback, but I know which explanation I prefer ...) I will leave it to the reader to work out which of these things I put more effort into. This is not a complaint or a request for feedback, incidentally, it just amuses me to observe the vagaries of fandom popularity *g*.
It was, nevertheless, a good year for fandom as far as I was concerned. Fox and Matthew Vaughan made me the GREATEST MOVIE OF ALL TIME. Or at least it felt that way to me, despite its flaws. As a result, the pairing that have been my OTP since I was fourteen became wildly popular! This resulted in piles and piles of awesome fanwork about them and made me very happy. I wrote a deeply silly story about them which was also wildly popular, and that was fun too.
My other fandoms did pretty well. I played Dragon Age 2 five times, and although hanging out on the BioWare forums frequently exasperated me the game itself brought me great joy. Fringe kept being awesome. I liked the new characters on House, appreciated the resolution to the season cliffhanger, and made high-pitched squealing noises over Foreman's Season Eight storyline. Castle continued to be frothy entertainment with occasional serious bits. G.I. Joe: Renegades was the best animated version of that canon ever. My friends made me realise that friendship truly is magic, especially if brightly-coloured ponies were involved.
In addition, Merlin somehow turned into good television while I wasn't looking. I mean, I've always enjoyed it, but I started watching for the fun of pointing and laughing at the stained glass windows, running water and potatoes. In Season Four it has actually been well-written, well acted and compelling. (Qualities it had flashes of before, to be certain, but never so consistently.) I was surprised but pleased.
Doctor Who continued to make me happy in 2011. I don't think I enjoyed Season Six quite as much as Season Five, but The Doctor's Wife is my favourite Eleven episode so far, and I also adored The God Complex and the season finale, so it's not like I'm complaining. I continued to explore the universe of audios, comics and prose as well, and found some new-to-me gems. (My favourite audio was Farewell, Great Macedon and my favourite novel was Cold Fusion.)
I cheerfully ignored the DC reboot and did not buy any X-Men comics, even though I wanted to know what the whole Schism business was about and what Charles was up to. I was probably happier this way.
Somewhere in there I read a pile of books - favourites included Blackout/All Clear by Connie Willis, Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro and Ragamuffin by Tobias Buckell. My non-fiction favourites were Delusions of Gender by Cordelia Fine and The Ancestor Cell and The Magic of Reality by Richard Dawkins.
I bought too many toys. I was not sorry.
And in a nice end to the year, yesterday I got to see The Adventures of Tintin and LOVED it. This would be my favourite film of the year, only a different comic book adaptation had the unfair advantage of containing Charles Xavier drinking a yard of ale. I will make another post about how happy I am that my first comic book love now has a worthy film version.
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Date: 2012-01-05 07:14 pm (UTC)That's pretty awesome.
I hope that you have a Happy 2012.