Author: Lindsay

Why Some People’s Minds Try to Kill Them

  Today is a down day. There are many factors at play here. Most  common for me, it seems, is always the weather. If it’s raining or overcast, it’s an automatic strike against my ability to simply do. There are other factors, as well- another rejection for the project I’m pitching. Worries over money and…

Memoir of a Life in Fandom Part 4: Life is a Marketing Research Company, Old Chum

          I have mostly fond memories of my Freshman year of college; the dream Antonella (whom by this point we had dubbed ‘Nella) and I had set two years prior was now reality. My old buddy from the catacombs of the now-defunct FanFiction.net forums and I were now… roommates. I lived…

Memoir of a Life in Fandom Part 3: Fan Fiction- Worthwhile Hobby, or Waste of Time?

Part One | Part Two After the frenzy of stupidness that followed my first few months online, I cooled my heels on fan fiction for a while. Like Fifty Shades of Grey, my first contribution to the world of literature was my own gratuitous fantasy, a piece of my soul, and being a total neophyte to…

Memoir of a Life in Fandom Part 2: YOU UNDERSTAND MY PAIN PHANTOM

I’m just going to leave this here. Let this set the tone. Let this song help you understand the emotions I go through when I think about this time in my life. After Angelina visited last weekend and we watched all those Phantom movies, we started getting wistful about our old days as sadsack lovelorn…

A Memoir of a Life in Fandom: Part 1 – Cat Paper City

I’ve known Angelina for about twelve years now; she is from Delaware, I from Tennessee, but we always kept in pretty close contact though we’ve never lived in the same city. She lives in Philadelphia now, and last weekend came into New York to get out of town and relax for a couple days. After…

When you’ve reached that point in the relationship where you’re showing each other the bad fanart you did in college…

          So when it comes to NChick episodes, the ones I end up liking the best are usually the ones I feel genuinely nostalgic for, not just the shit a vocal minority requested so I did it ahem Jem ahemahem.  But in that wave of nostalgia somehow I ended up on…

Ethical Storytelling, or, Why I Did It

A couple of weeks ago I participated in a panel to benefit the lovely folks at Exhale, who helped me a very great deal during the production of my documentary.  I was asked to be on the panel because of the documentary (explained here), as, having put it out there and since it’s been doing…

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