Yesterday I was angry and I needed to vent. Thank you all for reading and sharing and commenting. It’s lovely to know that nearly everyone feels the same way about Lynn Shepherd showing her ass.
Today I’d like to take the negativity from yesterday and let it go by talking about something it saddens me that Lynn will never understand:
The gloriousness that is fandom.
Order of the Phoenix was released 2 days before my birthday in 2003. At the time, the only person I knew who also read Harry Potter was my little brother. He was 14 and a slow reader, and not much good at speculating.
(Oh, um…spoilers from this point on.)
So, Sirius had just fallen through the veil and I was FUCKING WRECKED. I had no one to talk to about it, of course I took to the internet.
There were tons of forums full of kids that couldn’t spell or construct a sentence and I was sad that it looked like I would have to walk away without finding anyone else to talk to.
Then I found diagonally.org. The thing that was different – that was EXCEPTIONAL – about this site was that it was populated entirely by adults. Text speak was not welcome. These were grown ups who happened to be invested in this series for “children,” just like me. These were adults that somehow found this series we were supposed to be ashamed to be reading intellectually stimulating enough to compose theories so involved they could have been confused for a Masters thesis.
It was like I’d found a second home. A family.
The most beautiful thing was that we weren’t all just rabid fangirls and boys, all up on Jo’s jock. We had arguments. We disagreed with each other and the choices she’d made for this world she created.
It was amazing.
We all knew Harry was a horcrux from the day we finished Half-Blood Prince. We argued over the placement of chairs in Dumbledore’s office. We all agreed that Albus was a sick fuck.
I still talk to the people I met there on a DAILY basis, even though the forum no longer exists. We are all friends (true friends) because fandom brought us together.
A few years later (in mid-2009) I was going through a particularly rough time and whiled away many hours playing a game that started life as a facebook app. My oldest played too, and continued playing even after I’d lost interest.
He asked me one day in early 2010 if I would start playing again, because he wanted it to be something fun we could do together.
How could I say no to that? He explained the things that had changed since I had last played, one of the things being Clubs. He told me I should join a Club so that I could make new friends and participate in activities, but that I couldn’t join HIS Club cos that would be too weird.
I found and applied to the Harry Potter Fan Club.
Which is where I met Heather D.
We were fast friends.
Like, the kind of friend that you make and immediately wonder where the hell they’ve been your entire life. The kind of friend that you feel a connection so instantly and so strongly that it’s like you’ve ALREADY been best friends for forever.
And we still are.
So, listen, Lynn Shepherd. You may not feel like Harry Potter is worthy of adults. You may not GET it. That’s okay. But don’t try to tell me that it’s not worth anything.
Because it is.
Thank you, JK Rowling for bringing me Heather. Thank you for bringing me La Qui No Habla and Scarah (who made the gifs up there) and RedQueenMeg and Aurora Sinistra and Ealbiest and MT and Gryffin82. They have made my life richer than I can ever express.
Tell me about your fandom experiences? I could use some happy now.