Fanfiction – Building Castles in Another’s Sandbox
I write fanfiction.
Damn that felt good to say.
Anyway. My family circle knew not of this hobby of mine, nor is it known among my circle of sadly number-deficient friends. In fact, only my best friend of 19 years knew of this fact, and that was only after almost a year of writing fanfiction.
I expected rejection or at least derision – it’s a common reaction in Real Life, believe me – which is why I’m relieved when she said she didn’t mind, even going as far as reading some of the stuff I’ve written. She tries to write her own fanfic when she has the time, and I encourage her time and again to do so to hone her skills in characterization and writing style.
And because I enjoy reading her fiction too.
