People might see me as fastidious because it takes time for me to decide. But don’t call me that because I’m not. The only time I can be fastidious is about food or if a painting on the wall is crooked. Other times I’m not. Some people rush to things and they settle for what they’ve got. I don’t go for the second-best. I don’t become friends with someone just to have someone to rely on. I have to have something in common with this person. The same goes for the opposite sex. I think it’s the men that are fastidious because they mostly go for pretty people. Because I’m not typical-looking they don’t even look my way. I’ll rather be alone than be ridiculed because I don’t look a certain way. “Well, you should be like this and look like this to get a date” Sorry to disappoint but I change for no one and I won’t join that fancy dress party no matter how hard I try. Besides, you can’t change a person for what they are. Being independent is much more fun anyway.
I’m not particularly fastidious when it comes to writing fiction either. I’m not that much into detail. Writing what a character is wearing is especially difficult. I prefer the story to small details. I let the reader imagine what they’re wearing. Since I only write for fun I don’t find things like that very important. It would probably be different if I was an author where things like that probably are crucial. I also don’t know how to describe a character’s appearance. I see the word ‘chiselled’ a lot in stories but I have no idea what that looks like. The detail on someone’s face is also hard so I don’t write that kind of stuff. Hair colour and such are easy but that as far as it goes. I write about real people so those who read my fiction know how the characters look like in real life. Stories are made-up.
Some people are fastidious when they watch movies. They find even the smallest mistake. I just want to enjoy a movie and not take it so seriously. Even with movies I’ve seen many times before. I watch movies for the stories and not if someone shirt has changed to some other colour. Making movies is like life, nothing is perfect. It’s supposed to be entertainment and not looking for flaws. I guess these people look at people the same way they search for mistakes in movies. Or they got too much time on their hands can be another option. Trying to find mistakes in movies takes out all the fun of this form of enjoyment.
So don’t call me fastidious because there are people worse than me. Sometimes being fastidious in certain things is not a bad thing though. I can be like that sometimes but that’s not what I should be called. I know my likes and my dislikes so that doesn’t mean it’s fastidious. I just have limited tolerance for nonsense and that should be enough to describe it.
Are you one of those who has a muse but they don’t know it? If it’s a no then I must be one of the few ones who has. I don’t know if I can call it a muse though. It’s more of an inspiration. I write a lot of fan fiction. Mostly real person fiction in an alternative universe. Some people think that’s creepy. Writing about a real person who exists. But I don’t care. People who write slash are weird but I don’t complain about it in public. I don’t actually write about that person. The only thing that’s real it’s their appearance. It’s not like the person I write about will ever even find it. Why would they care anyway? Besides I only write for fun and it shouldn’t hurt anybody.
I wrote about my love of writing fan fiction before but I’ve never written about who I find my inspiration from. Or muse if you like. When I wrote Formula One fiction it was Mark Webber. Then I wrote one with tennis and my muse were Novak Djokovic. That I wrote for myself only.
When I “discovered” Lee Pace there has been no turn back. I don’t even realise how many fics I’ve written about where he’s included. Even if my stories have other actors (Benedict Cumberbatch or Richard Armitage) he’s always the inspiration or muse. If it’s from the characters he played or the man himself. I don’t know if it’s a good or a bad thing. Actors has always been a weakness of mine. The first fic I ever wrote was about an actor. There’s just something about Lee that keeps me coming back. Even the next fiction I’m planning at the moment includes him. If I don’t write them, I read. I think the reason why I started to write my own was because I didn’t find stories I was looking for. I love writing about him so why should I stop?
Recently I’ve read fictions about Tom Hiddleston. I haven’t watched him in anything except ‘The Night Manager’ and haven’t really cared for him either. Until I read those fics. Never underestimate the power of fan fiction. It has inspired me to include him in my stories but since I don’t know much about him, it’s more difficult. He doesn’t give the same inspiration Lee does but that shouldn’t stop anything. There’s so many great one’s out there so a muse can also be other fictions. Mine will never be as good though.
I don’t know if I would even want Lee to know what I write about him. It’s not that it’s embarrassing, it’s more about do I want my muse to know what kind of mind I have. It would probably freak him out or something. Still, a muse is a muse and there’s nothing one can do.
Or I don’t even know if I can call it that. Fan fiction are usually written and read by horny teenagers. The stories are based on TV series or movies and it’s characters. But I’m not really into that. I don’t really understand this infatuation to Slash fan fiction either. It’s a bit disturbing reading about heterosexuals turning homosexuals. Unless they really are but that’s a different matter.
I don’t really read fan fiction. Unless it’s about Formula One drivers. I’ve written a few of those. I even had a blog about it here on WordPress last year. But those fan fictions are in the past. I haven’t written any fiction lately. I prefer those RPF (Real Person Fiction) Writing them that is. I don’t think I never read one. I only write them for me. Only in English. It’s good practise and also a way to get thoughts out of my head. I get inspirations of the people (men in this case) I write about. And boy what an inspiration they give me. I don’t even know if I can call my fictions real person fiction. The only thing that is real, are the names. And maybe a little of their personality. But other things are just in my imagination. And why would they mind, it’s not like they will know. Even if I decided to post them on the internet. Which could happen. Or it would not.