Past fandoms: X-files, WWF, Homicide:  Life on the Street, and brief stints (one story or two) Green Mile, Playing God, and Kung Fu:  TLC.

Oh yeah, I am the obscure/weird/wtf? fandom MASTER!  I wrote in all the fandoms just about NO ONE else wrote in (with the exception of X-Files and Buffy and maybe H:LOTS).  And now I write in NSYNCslash.  It was a natural progression from sweaty, beefy wrestles, to sparkly pretty dance boys.

I've been online and writing this shit since I was 15 years old, and quite frankly - I don't know if I've gotten much better.

The first fanfic I ever read personally was off the [Gossamer: X-Files] website which is monstrous and plentiful with the fan fiction.  I can't say I remember what that fic was, but it must have been good because it kept me reading more.

The first fanfic I ever read that got me turned onto slash wasn't even a slash fic per say, but a wonderfully dark and morbid piece called [Carol Lee] by Westshore.  It has a seriously steamy scene between Mulder and his reluctant kidnapper, Joey.

It's all about the Joeys.

I devoured all of Westshore's stuff, she was my first fanfic author, and yes -- this is pimping and blathering - go to that page and read her stuff.  Sadly, she no longer writes, and this is the only link I could find on the web to her stories.

While I think back and realize I wrote fanfic before I got the Internet, before I knew it had a name and a label and a HUGE following, I would write X-File stories on notebook paper and hide it around my room.  My mom, of course, would find it and pretend she hadn't read it, and I had to remind myself to keep it from getting smutty.  I mean, how embarrassing would that have been?  It was a wonderful discovery to find that other people did this, too, and not only that but did it so damn well.

My friend and I (also an X-files fan but on the Scully side of the fence) would write these stories and trade them up, and it was fun but we were only two people.  To discover the Internet and to discover that so many hundreds, thousands, hundred's of thousands shared this interest and in such a huge array of subjects was, I suppose, life-altering.

Through fanfic I feel I've found a better writer within myself.  I always wrote but through the exploration of loved characters, through this medium in which I can share what I write and hear from people who have read it and maybe even have enjoyed it, I feel I've grown.  In several ways.  

To read and to write and to create is a marvelous thing, and to do it with people you respect and enjoy, even greater.  Without any of this, I would not be the same person, and I would not be the same writer - and both are things which I can say I'm proud of.

Writer -- Girl -- Hobbit

MOJOE
daysecraze@hotmail.com

Since this says "author" and not "useless information about some chick you don't know", I thought I'd revise and talk a bit about writing :) 

As a writer...

My Biggest Fear:  That I will become static.  That I will not grow, improve, or learn from my mistakes.  The best compliment I could ever receive is "you've gotten better".  A year from now I want to be able to look back at something I've written and go "oh GAWD that's CRAP" because a year from now I'll just be that much better and maybe someday even become 'good'.  I never want to be boring, unoriginal, or repetitive, and that'll happen if I don't change, and I never want to stop topping myself. 

My Biggest Fear in this Fandom:  That people will read "Superman Can't Fly" and think that's the best I can do.  That I'll become one of those authors that people say "oh, she's well known but her stuff SUCKS ASS".

My Worst Qualities:  Laziness.  This is such a big one.  I have writer's blocks that last for months and months at a time, but I don't know if that really is a quality, maybe it's more of a fear.  Grammar.  I'm trying, honest I am.  I can't plot out stories, I have to sit and just go because if I plot too much or revise too much I get bored with my own stuff and I can't finish it.  That's another bad quality, my attention span is worth shit.

My Favourite:  Can't Sleep Tonight.  I've put more thought, effort, and work into this then any other.  It's my baby, my favourite child, the one that sometimes keeps me up at night.  It's the one that I want everyone to love.  And it's one that once I'm done, I hope people will remember.

My Least Favourite:  Superman Can't Fly.  This was the very first NSYNC fanfic I EVER wrote, so looking back, I guess I would have to say it's my least favourite because I didn't have a grasp on the characters like I do now.  Not to mention I have this weird comma love thing going on in that fic which I will get around to editing some day.  But this was one of the most fun to write, it was my first.  You always remember your first.

My Favourite Mprov:  Chris the Crocodile Hunter.  Exactly what I wanted, right there on the screen.  I can hardly EVER say that.  Had I sat down and just written this, I don't think it would have turned out as well, sometimes mprov is great for shot putting your creative ball of .... um, creativity.

My Least Favourite Mprov:  God, so many...The Xena one.  The one where Joey's a priest.  I refuse to link, because they don't exist.  So really, they really aren't my least favourite, how can they be if they don't exist?  In fact, you aren't really reading this right now.  Moving on...

My Dirty Little Secrets:  I wrote The Sound of Your Voice while visiting home but I forgot to save it to disc and when I got back to school I had to re-write.  The second version turned out COMPLETELY different from the first, other than the format and the fact that it's Joey that everyone's writing/calling.  The first one is SO INCREDIBLY CRAPPY that I CRINGE in HORROR every time I THINK ABOUT IT.  Don't believe me?  The working title for it, and I kid you not, is Message Waiting.  Jeebus.

I Remind Myself:  Below and above and inside everything else ... I write because I enjoy it.

I Love:  A good, finished product.  When ideas just flow, when plot flows, when stuff...flows.  Yes, yes, yes here go!!  Feedback (of course :), criticism.  

I Hate:  Ah, here's where I can put "writer's block".  Writer's block especially sucks when you WANT to write, but you can't.  It hits me often and stays for long, long stretches, it's so evil.  

The Worst Response to my stuff:  Silence.

The Best Response to my stuff:  A reaction.  ANY reaction.

My Dirty Little Secrets, part 2:  The working title for all my stories never turns out to be the ACTUAL title, but you have to name it SOMETHING when you go to save.  "Superman Can't Fly" was "In the Band".  "Can't Sleep Tonight" was "SMD".  "The Sound of Your Voice" was, wonderfully, "E-Mail".

The Use of Music:  Sometimes the right music just REALLY helps me.  Slipknot's "Wait and Bleed" was on a loop for Can't Sleep Tonight when Chris and Joey were fighting, 'cause it just really seemed to fit.  It's just ... heavy metal fight music.  Heavy metal.  Blue Coat.  Suit.  Heavy.  Metal.  Ahahahaha!  <ahem>

The Weirdest Feedback I Ever Got:  Someone once told me that they didn't like the ending of "Superman Can't Fly" which isn't new <g> but this particular person printed out the story and BURNED IT.  I was very flattered, that's a lot of ink :)

My Past Fandoms:  This is not my first unconventional fandom, I use to write WWF stuff :)  I also did some X-Files, and Homicide: Life on the Street.

My Best:  My best fics are the ones that come out of me fast and without thought, like it's not even me writing them, but something that doesn't belong inside of my head so it just has to get out.

My Worst:  If I have to force it, it's not going to turn out any good.  I don't think I am capable of writing GroupSlut fic, which is a damn shame.

My Dirty Little Secrets, part 3:  The first NSYNC related thing I EVER wrote, went like this: 

Joey Fotane awoke with a start, his head jerking ack from the cool window pane as a sudden bolt of ominous blue lightening streaked the jet black sky.  Or, more appropriately, he was awakened by the thunder - loud, rumbling thunder that seemed to shake the small tour bus and rattle the windows as it traveled along the ran slicked streets.  It was a bad night to be driving and, Joey thought as he peered down at the spinning wheels of the bus, driving so freakin' fast.

Yeah.  FOTANE.  Who the HELL is Joey FOTANE?  Forgetting for a moment the cheesy 'dark and stormy night' beginning, the tense, the grammar, the astounding amount of BADNESS that fit into that ONE paragraph ... FOTANE.  Lord. 

It was a typo, it had to be. 

And for the record?  This was Joey/JC :)

My Achilles' Heel:  Idea hopping.  I jump from one story to another and that usually just ends up in my not getting ANYTHING done.  I am also a sucker for AUs. 

My Achilles' Heel, part 2:   Two words: role play.  Or would that be one word?  Either way ... I am enraptured, obsessed, and at its mercy.  

My Advice (snort):  I really have no right to give advice on anything, just -- be yourself, be your style, be your own owness and uniqueness.  You can't go wrong then. 

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