Since the beginning, fandom was like a very dysfunctional family for me and fanfic was the way I found to express some of my creative outbursts more easily. It gave me comfort and it gave me friends. It's changed my life, and it sounds completely melodramatic, but fandom really did save my life, in a way or another, more than once.
Lately, I've met these people from another fandom, that I'm not all that participant in, but find amusing all the same: House M.D., you know, cranky bitch who almost kills his patients than cures them with gum or something.
And these girls are fun, amazing, even if a little too much for my shy personality sometimes. They just fell in love with Anne Rice's vampires and it made me feel horrible that her works would never allow fanfic to be written. And then, I realized most of these girls haven't ever heard of the "I'm done explainging why fanfic is ok" essay, simply because they never heard of Aja before. And that is simply not right.
So, flist, I give to you, the most wonderful thing you might ever read as an author of fanfiction: