Monthly Archives: February 2015

Why I’m Going to Post My Buffy Fan Fic Online

I’ve made no secret of my love for Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and recently I’ve even admitted to writing fan fic. Kind of a lot, in fact. And I was getting a little bummed out that I couldn’t post it online, because I felt it might be illegal and/or unethical and/or improper for an author hoping to be published himself.

But I’ve done some research, and you know what? I think I’m going to do it. And I’m going to write a whole post about why, on the dubious assumption that you care, because that’s just the kind of person I am.

The debate on this topic has been long and often heated, but my goal here isn’t to rehash old arguments. My goal is to clarify – to myself, as well as others – what my own position is.

Let’s look at the possible objections.

Isn’t posting fan fic illegal?

(Disclaimer: I am not now, nor will I ever be, a lawyer. This answer is based on my own personal research. Disclaimer #2: We’re talking about U.S. law here. I can’t speak for any other nation.)

The short answer: as far as I can tell, the legality of fan fic is unclear.

The long answer:

Fan fiction definitely uses material copyrighted by someone else, but that isn’t necessarily copyright infringement. You aren’t infringing as long as your work is “fair use.” And what is fair use?

Unfortunately, the law doesn’t give a clear definition. What it gives are four “factors” to consider. The more factors are in your favor, the more likely the court is to decide your work is fair use. The factors are:

  • The purpose and character of the use, including whether such use is of a commercial nature or is for nonprofit educational purposes
  • The nature of the copyrighted work
  • The amount and substantiality of the portion used in relation to the copyrighted work as a whole
  • The effect of the use upon the potential market for or value of the copyrighted work

I plan to post my stuff online for free, so I wouldn’t think it’s “of a commercial nature.” As for the “purpose and character of the use,” are my stories transformative or derivative? I would think they’re both, but I have no idea what a court would say.

How much of the Buffy canon am I using in my story, “in relation to the copyrighted work as a whole” (i.e. the whole canon)? Depends what you mean by “use,” but I would think not very much. The vast majority of episodes aren’t even mentioned.

Finally, what is “the effect of the use upon the potential market for or value of” Buffy? Negligible.

So, a number of points in my favor. Whether that’s enough, I really don’t know. Maybe we’ll find out!

Aren’t you stealing money from the original author/creator?

If I am, I must be doing it wrong, because I don’t see my bank account going up.

But aren’t you siphoning potential sales from the original author?

You mean, are people going to watch/read less official Buffy because they’re too busy reading my stuff? I think you vastly overrate my influence here. In reality, fan fiction keeps people more interested in the source material, not less.

Won’t the author get angry or upset?

Depends on the author. J.K. Rowling is cool with Harry Potter fan fic. Neil Gaiman and John Scalzi appreciate fan-written works as well. Orson Scott Card said, “Every piece of fan fiction is an ad for my book. What kind of idiot would I be to want that to disappear?”

On the other hand, some authors – even some authors I respect, like George R. R. Martin – have made it clear that they want no fan stories about their characters. Such authors give a variety of reasons for this, including:

  • If I don’t defend my copyright, I could lose it. (As far as I can tell, this is inaccurate. It appears to be true of trademarks, but that’s a separate issue.)
  • I dislike seeing my characters mishandled and abused by others. (It’s legitimate to feel this way, and in such cases I might decide to respect the author’s wishes out of kindness, but that says nothing about what fans have the right to do.)
  • Fan fiction is lazy. (Writing fan fiction about a story takes more effort than merely reading a story, but authors never seem to complain when you read their stuff. Weird, huh?)
  • I’m losing money on this. (99.999% of the time, it’s posted free online, so nobody’s losing money. If a fan really is trying to make a buck on your copyrighted stuff, by all means, go after them.)
  • Fan fiction will tarnish the good name of me or my work. (I have never confused fan work with official work, nor heard of anyone who has. But if this is really the concern, a simple disclaimer at the top – “This is a work of fan fiction, etc.” – should clear it up.)

Why don’t you just write a story in your own original universe?

This is like seeing someone eat chocolate ice cream and asking, “Why don’t you just eat vanilla?” The answer, of course, is “Because I felt like chocolate.”

I’ve written tons of non-fan fiction, and I enjoy it. But that doesn’t mean it’s the only legitimate way to write. Yes, fan fiction is easier in certain ways (worldbuilding largely done for you, for example), but that doesn’t make it wrong, and it doesn’t take away from the writing skills you still have to use.

Isn’t fan fiction inherently low-quality?

I’ll grant you that most fan fiction is low-quality, for the same reason that most of anything is low-quality. But the idea that badness is somehow inherent in the very idea of fan fiction itself?

Well, let’s see.

  • The critically acclaimed play, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, is fan fiction of Hamlet.
  • Michael Chabon, who has won a Pulitzer Prize (among many other awards), wrote the novel The Final Solution, which is Sherlock Holmes fan fiction.
  • The novel March, by Geraldine Brooks, won the Pulitzer Prize as well. It is  fan fiction of Little Women.
  • Paradise Lost, by John Milton, is fan fiction of the Bible.
  • The Aeneid, by Virgil, is fan fiction of the Iliad.

I don’t know if you know this, but many people consider those last two books to be – and I quote – “pretty good.”

To be clear, I’m not joking about Paradise Lost being fan fiction of the Bible. Yes, it’s funny to think of it that way, and yes, it’s very different from most fan fic today (understatement of the year), but fan fiction is still literally, exactly what it is.

Remarkably enough, it appears you can, in fact, tell a good story with someone else’s characters.

Wouldn’t you, as an author, be upset if someone wrote fan fiction of your stories?

Are you kidding? That would be friggin’ amazing. I hope someday I’m good enough that other people write fan fic of my stuff.

See, I believe the mindset that views fan fic as “stealing” or “appropriating” is fundamentally misguided. Fans aren’t taking. They’re giving.

Do you know what a fan fic is? It’s a shrine. It’s someone saying, “I love your fictional world so much and I want to be in it so much that I wrote something that didn’t even exist just so I could spend a little more time there.”

The idea that any creator could be upset about this is, frankly, baffling to me. I understand that some are, and they’re entitled to their feelings. I just don’t get it, is all.

(Of course, I’m talking here about stuff posted for free, that acknowledges the source it’s working from. Someone making money off your ideas, or taking your words verbatim and calling them their own, is a different matter.)

Aren’t you embarrassed to post Buffy fan fic online?

Buffy the Vampire Slayer is one of the greatest TV shows ever made. If you don’t think so, you’re entitled to your opinion. And your opinion is wrong.

What does Joss Whedon (the creator of Buffy) think about all this?

There are a lot of Whedon quotes about fan fic, but this is my favorite:

I love it. I absolutely love it. I wish I had grown up in the era of fan fiction…I think it’s kind of a glorious thing to be able to be carrying the torch. That’s why I made these shows. I didn’t make them so that people would enjoy them and forget them; I made them so they would never be able to shake them. It’s the way I am as a fan. I create the shows that would make me do that.

Toronto Star interview, May 22, 2004

Finding out his attitude about this was the single biggest factor in my decision to go ahead and post my stuff. Fan fiction isn’t just something he tolerates. It’s part of the reason he made Buffy in the first place.

So. This was a really long post, but it was good for me to lay this all out, to organize my thoughts. Maybe next time I discuss this with someone, I’ll actually know what I’m talking about!

In the meantime, brace yourself for the Buffyness to come…

Son of a Glitch

I just spent an hour writing an 800-word post, and when I hit Publish, WordPress decided that must mean Delete. brb, punching my monitor.

Meat Gelatin: The Worst Gelatin?

One of the advantages of being married is that you find out all kinds of information which you would otherwise never encounter.

Yesterday, Betsy said, “You should do a blog post about aspic.”

I said, “What’s aspic?”

Aspic, it turns out, is meat gelatin – or, in the words of Dictionary.com, “savory jelly.” Imagine a plate of Jell-O, except that instead of being sweet, it tastes like beef, because it’s made of beef. And it usually has other stuff in it, like eggs, vegetables, or “[a]lmost any kind of food” (Wikipedia).

Yes, that’s right. It turns out that if you have congealed meat stock, you can put pretty much anything you want inside.

Evidently this has been going on since at least the Middle Ages, but it didn’t get popular in the U.S. until the 20th century. You can find all sorts of recipes from the ’50s to the ’70s for things like aspic-glazed lamb loaf, “turkey in aspic” with eggs and asparagus, jellied chicken salad, and creamy dried beef mold. People really made this stuff, and presumably even ate it.

The question is: why?

To be fair, I have never tried it. And, being of the “try anything once” camp, I would have a bite, given the chance. But I really, really can’t imagine it could be any good. And I’m not alone. A British food critic once described the dish as “like a big wine gum of pus, only not that nice.” (For you non-Brits out there, like me, a wine gum is similar to a gumdrop.)

According to this blog, the real reason people made aspic had nothing to do with the taste:

We’ve all wondered what the hell could motivate someone to create Jellied Bouillon with Frankfurters — well, it was simply so they could brag about owning a refrigerator. You can’t solidify gelatin without refrigeration, and so you couldn’t serve Jellied Bouillon with Frankfurters unless you were above a certain income level.

Don’t know if that’s true, but it certainly makes more sense than the “people liked to eat it” theory.

But the icing on the cake (or the shaped turkey mold) is the etymology. Feast your eyes on this:

1780-90; < French; perhaps so called because the form or color resembled those of an asp.

In other words, they named it that because it looked like a snake.

I admit this confuses me, because when I see aspic, I don’t think “snake-like.” But I do think “poisonous,” so maybe that’s the connection.

Anyone actually eaten this stuff? Give us the inside scoop! Metaphorically, please.

Friday Link

My dad told me about this, and you, too, may have already heard about Harper Lee’s surprisingly controversial second bookGo Set a Watchman, to be released July 14, 2015. It’s set after To Kill a Mockingbird chronologically, but she wrote it first.

The main concerns seem to be, 1) that she might not really have authorized the book and her editors/lawyers are taking advantage of her, and 2) that it might not be as good. The second concern is absurd – so what if it’s not? It doesn’t diminish the original book. The first concern is more legitimate, but I haven’t seen any evidence for it yet. Yes, it’s a dramatic change for Lee, who always said she’d never publish another book, but people can change their minds, can’t they?

Have a good weekend!

I Found This Name in 19th-Century Library Records

First name ‘Fairy.’ Last name ‘Wolf.’

Fairy Wolf.

Attention, future parents: if your baby name idea doesn’t describe a spectral predator, maybe you aren’t trying hard enough.

Why I Love Science, Reason #84,772

Here’s a photo of a sea slug, Alderia willowi. They’re a few millimeters long, and they’re endemic to California.

And here’s a photo of Willow Rosenberg, a character from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. She starts off the show (apparently) straight, but later comes out as a lesbian. (Oddly enough, she’s also endemic to California.)

Side note: the Wikipedia article for Willow Rosenberg – who, to reiterate, is a fictional character – is approximately twenty-five times longer than the article for the sea slug, which is an actual living thing. There’s something hilarious about that.

Anyway.

Willow. Alderia willowi. The names…that’s just a coincidence, right?

To quote the biologist who discovered it, Patrick Krug:

[The] name is a tribute to…the character of Willow from Buffy the Vampire Slayer who displayed a similar flexibility in sexual behavior.

When I found this out, it was literally the best thing to happen to me that entire day.

Because a biologist is a Buffy fan? No, although that’s cool. Because he actually picked a specific Buffy character based on the behavior of the organism? No, although that’s even cooler.

My very favorite thing is that Alderia willowi is now the official name for this animal. Nobody else can change it. If you want to study it, you have to write Alderia willowi in your research paper. If you want to give a talk on it, that’s the name you have to give.

Buffy the Vampire Slayer is now, irrevocably, part of the edifice of scientific knowledge.

It’s the simple things, you know?

(P.S. Yes, I’m aware that scientific names can, under certain circumstances, change. DO NOT RUIN THIS FOR ME.)

Haiku 365: January

Late last year, Mom threw down the gauntlet. A haiku a day, every day, for an entire year. I accepted the challenge, and 2015 is now the Year of the Haiku for both of us.

It’s been a lot of fun so far. Most days I write about something going on that day. Sometimes I miss a day and catch up afterward, but I’ve been pretty good about not falling too far behind.

Disclaimer: as usual, when I say “haiku,” I mean it in the Americanized sense of any poem with 5-7-5 syllables. The original Japanese concept has some additional complexity which I’ve chosen to ignore.

Anyway, here are mine for January.

#1 – 1/1/2015
Turning of the years,
interlocking teeth that drive
what obscure machine?

#2 – 1/3/2015
Rainy winter days,
pattering shingles above.
Prophecies of snow.

#3 – 1/3/2015
Popcorn in a bowl:
milky firecrackers, popped,
huddling saltless.

#4 – 1/4/2015
Memories on the wind
rush through protective jackets,
shivering marrow.

#5 – 1/6/2015
Beacons in the night
marching two by two, on ice,
lead reluctant cars.

#6 – 1/6/2015
Where are you, my ghost?
Lively spirit, my sad bones
tremble without you.

#7 – 1/7/2015
Now pain, now pleasure,
now hearth, now frost, battling:
cycles of the soul.

#8 – 1/9/2015
Bare branches frowning,
relics of a longer day
and a sweeter song.

#9 – 1/9/2015
House is a dragon.
Fires in the basement belly
keep the beast toasty.

#10 – 1/11/2015
Warm weekend blankets
are a minor Paradise,
staving off the day.

#11 – 1/11/2015
Long row of pine trees,
some bent, some proud, some ragged:
soldiers in a line.

#12 – 1/12/2015
Shoveling driveway,
scraping metal on cement,
I make my own warmth.

#13 – 1/13/2015
Phone call, birthday wish –
laughter and a mother’s love
soar through frigid air.

#14 – 1/14/2015
Night winds receding,
all around a brilliant hush:
Sacred crystal dawn.

#15 – 1/15/2015
White cup, black coffee,
morning in microcosm,
stark sun, bitter night.

#16 – 1/16/2015
Cool splash of champagne
washes sizzling on the tongue.
Glasses clink again.

#17 – 1/17/2015
Ready for journey –
clothes packed, toothbrushes, printouts.
All we need are miles.

#18 – 1/18/2015
Giggling baby boy
crawls vast landscapes of carpet.
Less freedom, more free.

#19 – 1/19/2015
Crispness of apple –
crunch! Yellow skin, juice on tongue.
Today I’m alive.

#20 – 1/20/2015
Sudden rush of snow
spills wildly on roads, kids, grass
and as fast retreats.

#21 – 1/22/2015
Click-clack of black keys,
sending mind via fingers.
Neurons, pixels, one.

#22 – 1/22/2015
Velveteen starscape
unfurls lavishly above.
Whose silence is this?

#23 – 1/23/2015
Simple luxuries;
better than a Cadillac:
taking off my shoes.

#24: 1/24/2015
Yawn – sagging eyelids,
slow thoughts limping home to rest.
Feet demand their bed.

#25: 1/25/2015
Morning. Chilly hands.
Hum of furnace, placid air,
omens of the day.

#26: 1/27/2015
Deer in the back yard
leaps over fence light as wind,
snow-dust in her wake.

#27: 1/27/2015
New church parking lot
beside old church; spires and smog,
buttresses and cars.

#28: 1/28/2015
Rivers of lightning
pour from shadows overhead
rushing like desire.

#29: 1/29/2015
Late and still awake,
tangled dreams and might-have-beens
murmur in my skull.

#30: 1/30/2015
Writing a story
spills soul like ink upon page,
illustrates the heart.

#31: 1/31/2015
Meeting your friend’s friends
for the first time: tentative
jokes, novel laughter.