(via sexisnottheenemy)
Do I have your attention now?
Ah, there you are. Thanks for coming back as I return to my musings.
To do that, I’m going to jump off the back of what is maybe the most overemphasised question when it comes to slash fandom: ‘Why are the fen predominantly women and the characters predominantly men?’
It’s overemphasised enough and has been written about enough (notably here… go read… it’s an interesting article from early days of acafandom) that I’m not going into it here.
My piggy-backing goes from there into some of the issues surrounding female and feminine identities and slash fandom.
Me, I’m someone who identifies as female and fairly feminine, so I’m serving as my own case study here. Hardly the most impartial or objective, and hardly scientific, but highly observable, and if anyone of you want to chime in with other perspectives, by all means do it, and increase the findings.
I find that my slash fandom consumption goes up in direct proportion to how emotionally un/fulfilling the rest of my life is.
When I’m happy and busy and generally emotionally satisfied, slash gets put on the backburner. If I’m in a romantic relationship, my slash fic reading is really only an occasional dalliance. I don’t write at all. I am fully capable of consuming canon without slash goggles on, and if I do watch a movie featuring a fey, swishy swashbuckling pirate or a tv show about co-dependent brothers who fight ghosts and repeatedly die for each other, well then those are just engaging characters, aren’t they?
When I’m not getting my emotional jollies from a rich personal life (be it work, romance, environment, socialising, etc), then damn if Jack Sparrow isn’t the gayest gay pirate that ever nanced his way down the pike, and shit, how can those Winchester boys NOT be screwing each other silly?!
What this highlights for me, really, is one of the important things I get out of fandom. I rely on it not just to provide fantasy fodder of attractive dudes going at it, but also for the emotional resonance that comes from writing done primarily by and for women. Sure, a good PWP can get the blood racing, but my favourite stories are always the ones with a hefty dose of feelings. Give me some drawn-out UST finally culminating in a couple coming together (pun very much intended) or a slowly-growing, quiet, deep kind of love, or hell, even some schmooptastic curtain!fic, but oh god, give me the emo porn!
And yes, I connect this to the female/feminine identity thing, because, on the whole I am indeed convinced that those of the girlier persuasions are the ones who want more emotional depth out of their fannish materials. If you’re a male/masculine type and feel this same way, by all means jump on in and tell me I’m being narrow-minded.
It’s come to the point that I can gauge my overall life wellbeing by the amount of slash I’m reading. NOT (very VERY much NOT) that I find anything wrong with my periods of devouring every last byte a given fandom has to offer. I’m perfectly at peace with my fannishness. But it does serve as a pretty accurate indicator of how the rest of my life is going. It’s a comforting and much-beloved escapist source of happiness when I’m not at my best. And it’s a patient old friend waiting in the wings for our next bonding moment when I’ve things going on for me.
Do you feel this way? How much do you think your fannishness is connected to your gender identity in this way? Share your thoughts. You know I always want to hear them.

