![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
I just went out to a lovely dinner with my mom at the local diner.
While there, I decided I might as well bond a little, so I asked her if she wanted to read one of the stories I'd written. She said yes, as long as it's not too long, and I pointed her to a short, relatively PG story. I guided her through the characters of the show, and told her about fanfiction. She read the story, and commented that I was a good writer. It was obvious that she didn't really *get* it, but she was mildly supportive. At least she wasn't telling me it was a waste of time.
We moved on, after we got our dinners, a chicken caesar salad for me and a hot turkey sandwich for her. Midway through our munching, she says, and I quote, "So you took these characters out of the show," (slight pause here, where I expect she's starting to get it, that I write about these guys and such) "and you made them gay."
Salad, meet face.
Yeah, mom, that's what I did.
*smooches to all*
While there, I decided I might as well bond a little, so I asked her if she wanted to read one of the stories I'd written. She said yes, as long as it's not too long, and I pointed her to a short, relatively PG story. I guided her through the characters of the show, and told her about fanfiction. She read the story, and commented that I was a good writer. It was obvious that she didn't really *get* it, but she was mildly supportive. At least she wasn't telling me it was a waste of time.
We moved on, after we got our dinners, a chicken caesar salad for me and a hot turkey sandwich for her. Midway through our munching, she says, and I quote, "So you took these characters out of the show," (slight pause here, where I expect she's starting to get it, that I write about these guys and such) "and you made them gay."
Salad, meet face.
Yeah, mom, that's what I did.
*smooches to all*
Tags:
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
From:
no subject
*curious*
From:
no subject
From:
no subject
Mom, meet slash! *g*
From:
no subject
From:
no subject
My Mum knew I read fan fiction, but not that it was slash. My J. and our kids know about it, but I don't really want anyone else in my RL knowing about it. They'd all judge me and none of them would get it. Too old, I guess. =>}
From:
no subject
♥
From:
no subject
Good luck.
I'm 58. All of my life, from when I was a girl, I slashed in my head. I never knew how many others did the same thing until I got online in 1996. It was a whole new world out there for me. *g*
From:
no subject
It's just that I like to have some sort of answer when my friends/family ask "What the heck is it that's taking up so much of you time lately?"
Just this little obsession, guys. Nothing to worry about. *g*
From:
no subject
My few friends in RL here have no idea what I do with my spare time and for the rest, the explanation of fan fiction is more than enough. =>}
From:
no subject
From:
no subject
I'll read the odd Gen. story, but slash is where I want to be most of the time.
They STILL don't need to know that, ever. *g*
From:
no subject
From:
no subject
From:
no subject
Oh, mom. :D
♥
From:
no subject
From:
no subject
As it is, I get my fair share of odd looks directed my way every day. After that, I'd be surprised if my mom ever considered me sane again! *g*
From:
no subject
From:
no subject