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I've been watching CSI for years, but I've never been really fannish about it. I watched it as a puzzle -- could I figure out whodunnint before Grissom & Co. did? -- but that was all.
Until ( SPOILER ALERT ) happened. And the resolution, which I expected to be an ongoing arc (Babylon 5 having SPOILED ME FOR LIFE!) was resolved in one episode. And I wibbled at the end and decided I wasn't going to watch CSI anymore because ( OTHER SPOILERY THING ) and it just wasn't CSI anymore, even if I wasn't really fannish about it.
Cut to last week, when I was bored and CSI was on and it was the episode after the last episode I watched. Which introduced Dr. Ray Langston who had been a doctor, and one of his co-workers had been an angel of death and killed 27 people and he hadn't caught them. Which mashed my "guilt kink" button bigtime.
So the story floated in the back of my mind and I wasn't going to write it down because I had homework and more homework and it wasn't my fandom anyway. But tonight I needed distraction and that story I hadn't intended to write was still floating around in the back of my mind waiting to be written
So yeah. I guess I'm now officially fannish about CSI now. (It's also past my bedtime, so forgive the rambling ramble of rambly doom.)
Disclaimer: this is a transformative work.
( Yes, there is an actual story in this entry! )
Until ( SPOILER ALERT ) happened. And the resolution, which I expected to be an ongoing arc (Babylon 5 having SPOILED ME FOR LIFE!) was resolved in one episode. And I wibbled at the end and decided I wasn't going to watch CSI anymore because ( OTHER SPOILERY THING ) and it just wasn't CSI anymore, even if I wasn't really fannish about it.
Cut to last week, when I was bored and CSI was on and it was the episode after the last episode I watched. Which introduced Dr. Ray Langston who had been a doctor, and one of his co-workers had been an angel of death and killed 27 people and he hadn't caught them. Which mashed my "guilt kink" button bigtime.
So the story floated in the back of my mind and I wasn't going to write it down because I had homework and more homework and it wasn't my fandom anyway. But tonight I needed distraction and that story I hadn't intended to write was still floating around in the back of my mind waiting to be written
So yeah. I guess I'm now officially fannish about CSI now. (It's also past my bedtime, so forgive the rambling ramble of rambly doom.)
Disclaimer: this is a transformative work.
( Yes, there is an actual story in this entry! )
