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08 April 2007 @ 10:31 am
Theatrical Muse: Week 173: Question 173  
Name: Dr. Sid Hammerback

Fandom: CSI: New York

Word Count: 839


Write a fan letter.


To be a fan? Ah, glorious pastimes, yes, for many of us. As some know, I am a person of certain, many varied, eclectic tastes, so I do enjoy many kinds of things, from devious activities to book topics, and medical journals. While I am not a fan of medical journals, in the strictest meaning of the word, there are things I do like, to that certain point of favouring them over other things, to being an “enthusiastic devotee.” In my youth and even now, I have always loved comic books. As a form of escapism, they are quite ideal, but when looked at logically, enthusiastically, they are the coupling of talented writers and artists who work together as a whole to create some brand of fiction that is, just entirely and completely, amazing. Of course, I don’t find all comic book characters, nor plots, agreeable, but that is the mere luck of the draw, and not anything extremely complicated.

The reason fiction entertains us, and comic books especially, it is a special thing. Fiction entertains us because it is a form of make believe we can see fun in, or believe to be, on some level, realistic and enjoyable. Comic books then, occurred because, seeing the need for nice, entertaining, easily portable forms of shorter entertainment, we have developed something quite unique. A collection of pages where, most often, pictures are left to tell the story, and not large collections of words. Make no mistake, I read books, quite voraciously, but comic books are a different form of entertaining storytelling, that allow us to get acquainted with things on a different level. We become familiar, in reading a comic book series over a period of time, not only with the story of certain characters, but their faces, their bodies, their homes, families, surroundings, all drawn out, there for us to look at and examine. We are guided along by this marriage of writers and artists, to take their own creations, and feel to them, as we do book characters, a sense of endearing attachment.

I like comic books, partially because, a long time ago, I could read them and imagine a better life for myself. Where people couldn’t beat me up, and where I could hold Marianne’s hand tight, stand up, and really be the hero she believed I already was. By adulthood, I had long since overcome these childhood doubts, and gained a larger form of successful confidence in my own self. For what it was worth, though, when I was troubled back then, in my childhood, comic books, along with other, more normal things, were reassuring points in my life. Comic book characters, are, if they are written and developed well, people or alien beings with immense potential, but who still appeal to our human desires of success, confidence and being accepted. They are extrapolations, are they not, on our inadequacies and our successes, personified in mutations and appearances, so subliminally we notice them and feel at ease for thinking that someone else is out there, like us, thinking like us. Even if it is just those writers, those artists, those developers of an imaginary world for us fans to indulge in.

But what is it to be a fan, really? And not just of comic books, even. I am a fan of many things, of comic book characters, authors, television shows, games, devious acts and devious items. In favouring these things, as a fan I have come to realise that fanship occurs on many different levels. You can be a slight fan of something, a book, a genre maybe. You will read them, but, that is the extent of how far it goes for you. Moving up the scale, stronger fans, myself included in some way, will collect things, as I mention, comic books, and some may even attend conventions, or, do whatever they chose to do. If the thing you are a fan of doesn’t have an extremely active and apparent fan base, you tend to gravitate towards people who like it all the same.

To be enthusiastically devoted to something, to be a fan, does not always denote a manic sense of preferable favouritism. Being a fan, at heart, with all relative normality included, shows some sort of bond between you and the thing you like. You appreciate it, however strong, and there is a high likelihood that, given the chance, you will defend this thing that you like, because somewhere, somehow, it feels like the right thing to do. Being a fan is a simple thing. You like what you are a fan of, for whatever reasons that you do, and it is not an extremely complicated thing to like it, because watching it, reading it, experiencing it, is a happy occasion. As far as I’m concerned, being a fan, having happiness from the thing that you like and appreciate, however that occurs or proceeds, as long as it does not hurt or harm anyone, is not a bad thing at all.
 
 
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