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The heartbreak of writing fanfiction
Jul. 22nd, 2006 06:15 amI will be so glad when I finish “Piranha.” I never want to write fanfiction again! It’s very disconcerting, writing about a character who keeps being pulled out from under you by developments not under your own control.
Of course, my conception of the character doesn’t have all that much to do with the game in the first place – but maybe it does, because the ideas I got about Rayman almost instantly when I began to play the original Rayman game, were very much like his character as it was more fully developed in Rayman 2, so I couldn’t have been all that far off.
Unfortunately, while I’ve been slogging through this unintentionally oversized novel based on those ideas, the company that actually owns the little bugger has put out another game which completely subverts him into a farcical creature targeted at 9 to 12-year-old boys, and is coming out with another that will take him in other directions that I can only shudder at. Even though the game will probably be pretty good in itself, it will blast my conceptions of Rayman and his story and his relationships into smithereens.
Well, of course, that’s what happens when you start borrowing bits out of somebody else’s ongoing project. So I need to get back to projects of my own, that’s all.
I can’t complain though... this has been a fun love affair. Just because he’s not mine, and never will be, I can be completely irresponsible about the whole thing. I’ve enjoyed that. But enough, sooner or later you have to return to what passes in your own mind for the real world.
Of course, my conception of the character doesn’t have all that much to do with the game in the first place – but maybe it does, because the ideas I got about Rayman almost instantly when I began to play the original Rayman game, were very much like his character as it was more fully developed in Rayman 2, so I couldn’t have been all that far off.
Unfortunately, while I’ve been slogging through this unintentionally oversized novel based on those ideas, the company that actually owns the little bugger has put out another game which completely subverts him into a farcical creature targeted at 9 to 12-year-old boys, and is coming out with another that will take him in other directions that I can only shudder at. Even though the game will probably be pretty good in itself, it will blast my conceptions of Rayman and his story and his relationships into smithereens.
Well, of course, that’s what happens when you start borrowing bits out of somebody else’s ongoing project. So I need to get back to projects of my own, that’s all.
I can’t complain though... this has been a fun love affair. Just because he’s not mine, and never will be, I can be completely irresponsible about the whole thing. I’ve enjoyed that. But enough, sooner or later you have to return to what passes in your own mind for the real world.
