Author has written 8 stories for Resident Evil, Hellsing, Azumanga Daioh, Inuyasha, Claymore, and Fullmetal Alchemist.
This is where the talky part happens. you don't have to read it if you don't want to.
There’s something that an alcoholic once said to me that has always rung true, and never more than now. He said that addicts didn’t fix their problem by taking away the substance, because what was inside of you, the thing, the combination of chemicals and history and psyche that made you an addict, is still there. It’s part of you, and it will always be there.
There has been a long tradition of addiction in my family, from all sides and directions. I haven’t had much experience with alcohol yet and I don’t smoke, but I know that both of those things will change. I like alcohol. But I don’t love it. If I gave up every liquid but water, I could adapt. I could live with it.
I love Anime.
It’s mostly crap, though. Anyone who’s been a part of Anime for a long enough time to know about it knows this. But the best part is looking through it, because for every ten Slayers or Inuyasha or Black Butler, every hundred crappy series, you find one good show, one Hellsing or Trigun or Claymore. And when you do, it’s heaven. It fills a hole inside of you that you didn’t even know was there. It grows and expands and plants its roots inside of you and you change, and you’re in love, only it’s better than with a person. It’s with a concept, an idea, Art.
And then it’s gone. It ends. They all end. You still have the memory, so it’s sort of like you still have it, but even if you watch it again it’s not the same. You will never be the same person that you were five minutes ago, or five years ago, or the same person you were when you were watching that show. It has left that hole open, and that hole can never, ever be filled again.
But that hole was always there, and you still have the memory to glaze over the wounds and settle down into a pool of feeling and justified nostalgia and the healing power of self-importance. But those holes will always be there, alongside the memory.
And that’s why we have fan fiction, terrible as it may sound. It puts salve on our wounds. When it’s good, it tells a story that acknowledges the original story while building upon it and telling a tale that could never work in the context of the original. Silly romantic comedies from the darkest of tragedies. It makes us believe that we are healed, if only for a moment.
Anime is important. All stories are important, good or bad, because Art is only what you see in it. Fan fiction is important, and never let anyone tell you different.
As long as it’s good.
Favorites, in no particular order:
Favorite movies are Confessions of a Dangerous Mind, The Big Lebowski, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, The Blues Brothers, Repo Man, Miller's Crossing
Favorite bands are Frank Zappa and The Mothers of Invention, The Beatles, the Who, The Kinks, The Foxboro Hot Tubs, The Chesterfield Kings, The Dave Clark Five, The Tremeloes, Sweet, the 5678s, Tenacious D, The Len Price 3, the Yardbirds
Favorite anime are Eat-Man(pictured), Hellsing, Trigun, Claymore, Durarara, Tengen Toppa Guren Lagann, Azumanga Daioh(I love this show, but I hate what it's done. We get a new 'cute girls doing cute things' anime every single season, and they just keep getting worse. I wonder how different the world would be without Azumanga. I'm sure we wouldn't be as happy, though)
A Dirty Business: I'll update soon, I promise! I have another idea for a dark western revenge tale starring Ed Elric and the Homonculi, and I just need to decide which story I want to do more.
Day to Day: I'll get around to updating this sooner or later. Hellsing was the first anime I ever watched, and even though the well of actual show dried up long ago, there's still a few drops to be had of inspiration.
The talky part is over now. Please read, and thank you for paying attention to me!