I'm Not Crazy--and I write Hansonfiction
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| Title: | I'm Not Crazy--and I write Hansonfiction |
| Creator: | Misty |
| Date(s): | April 11, 2000 |
| Medium: | online |
| Fandom: | Hanson |
| Topic: | fanfic |
| External Links: | hansonfiction.com/editorials/editorial8.html |
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I'm Not Crazy--and I write Hansonfiction is a 2000 article written by Misty for the editorials section of HansonFiction.com.
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Has anyone heard of psychoanalysis? No? Well, we need to start from the beginning. The most important rule that must be maintained in any form of writing (whether it be poetry, novels, scientific documents, or alas, Hanfiction) is that the author's intent is unknown. You cannot assume anything about the author; that is a well-respected fact. Therefore, none of us know the intent that each of us had writing about (God forbid) Taylor getting a sex change, or Isaac becoming an alcoholic or Zac becoming a priest.
So how does this dig me out of the shame of Hanfiction? I know it's a long shot, but perhaps we write for what Hanson represent to us. Honestly, I'm jealous of their family life. I wish I could meet the love of my life as young as their parents did. I wish I could sing (and play at the same time). I wish (like the rest of you) that I had millions of people that "loved" me, whether it was real or fame-based. (The latter would probably be better because there would be no connotations after one one night stands.) Do you see where I'm leading you? Even though I wrote about Taylor the Promiscuant in "Thanks A Lot" and Isaac the Meant To Be Man in "The Other World" does not mean that I wish that Taylor would have hot, dirty, promiscuous sex with me, or that I believe that Isaac and I are connected on some star-crossed deeper level.
The characters (the Hansons) are dealing with issues that I had repressed. Why did I write about Taylor the Promiscuant? Maybe I am one myself. Why did I write about Isaac the Meant To Be Man? Maybe I'm a promiscuant that innately craves the security of one that will not threaten to leave. I could assume things such as these for the rest of my life and not one conclusion could be drawn.
See, it is impossible to know the authors intent. I told you so. I can't even find my own.