Slash Seminar Day Report

Yesterday was brilliant. Everyone at the slash fiction study day was lovely, and talking to them was so fun, because everyone knew exactly what you were talking about, and we were all into the same fandoms. I was surprised by how many older women were there, actually, because I hadn't really thought of fandom as being something older people were into (like in their 40s or something.) They were all lovely, anyway, and I suspect more young people didn't come because it was a weekday, so that may explain it.

Anyone who wants to can read the abstracts of the talks when they see me next, or I'll talk to you about it, but typing it all would be hard so I'm not going to. It's more of a thing you can talk about conversationally, anyway.

But some lovely Sentinel fans gave me the links to the mailing lists, the ones everyone talks about but never directs you to! So I'm going to go over and join up.

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Just had a long and meaningful conversation with Dad about Lucy's illness. Basically he was warning me that if Lucy gets worse (which she well might) we may have to cancel Chicago this summer, because as it is she can stand up for a minute and then be unable to stay up any longer, her knees and legs are that bad. It's so hard. It's so shitty. It's nobody's fault and I hate it because all it is is another serving of shit on our collective plate. She might end up with crutches or a goddamn wheelchair, for Christ's sake. It blows, and it sucks ass, and all the other synonyms you can think of. And I'm fricking pissed off, and I can't let Lucy see because she'll take offence and it'll hurt her even more. I'm so glad I'm going away to university next year, because if I don't get away from all this soon I'm going to go crazy.