In keeping with my love of gifs for levity, tonight I shall be using the wonderful Phoebe Buffay from Friends.
This will be a quick update on the ‘State of Affairs’.
Further to my posts from the other day, my deletion of FanFiction.Net (henceforth ‘FF.Net’) of all my works is now more or less complete. All except one fic has been removed and archived on AO3 either under my Legacy_Scarlettpeony pseud, or orphaned. I am also in the process of moving the fics that were exclusive to my old LiveJournal account human_trash there as well. However, for now, the point is that FF.Net has officially been purged.
Frankly, I’m exhausted from staring at the screen for so long!
The only work that I have left up on FF.Net is ‘The Guardian of Old London Town’, my ongoing (Yes, I promise I am still working on this) Sailor Moon fic. I will keep it up there until I post an update to AO3. At that point, I will release an Author’s Note to FF.Net, alerting them to where to go in future and leave it there for 1 month before removing it once and for all.
When that will be, I don’t know.
One thing I will say is that I really, really do feel a lot better for having put a definitive end to my FF.Net career. While I was deleting some of my more popular posts – and the dozens, even hundreds of reviews with them – I didn’t even flinch. Not so long ago, I’m sure that losing all that ‘validation’ of my work would have given me pause. Whether my change in opinion is due to a growth in my character and realising that quantity-of-reviews /= a-better-fic, or I’m just that done with FF.Net, or both – who knows?
In other news, the UK is now persona non grata thanks to them finding and identifying the first major mutation of ‘that-thing-that-has-ruined-2020’. Apparently, the first instance occurred in Kent, a county that is just across from the majority of my family. Funnily enough, TheVarus™ managed to pass them by with very few cases until about two months ago when, theory goes, a load of Kentish and Londoners kept wandering into the borough to use their shopping centres because of the annual gift-giving season otherwise known as Christmas.
Now, I hear the UK is close to another lockdown.
It’s only a matter of time before the rest of the world follows suit because, let’s be honest, just because the virus was found in the UK doesn’t mean it originated there and only there, or that it hasn’t escaped those dark, satanic mills long before they completed the genome sequencing.
Either way, for the first time members of my family have contracted TheVarus™. Three of my cousins have it, including one who lives with my 80-year-old aunt. The family was in complete crisis mode up until recently, and we were trying to work out ways to mitigate any risk to her without, you know, breaking the law. Thankfully, they live in an old Victorian house with three floors, so the mitigation involves one living upstairs, the other living down and a lot of phone calls! So far, it seems to be working.
Still, life must go on.
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