I feel like everything with Neil Gaiman and the Good Omens finale has broken something about my ability to love fandom.
Tonight I went to a show for some creators of a different fandom, one that's been over for a while but meant a lot to me once.
It was a good show. They were funny. Seemed kind. Told interesting stories. But the whole time I kept thinking, "This is a performance. These people don't really care about me at all. They just want my money."
Which, yeah, obviously. But it didn't feel so cold before, so completely cynical. I feel like I can't love fiction anymore. Or any mainstream media. Because now it feels like there's no genuine love of the audience from any creator. Just people waiting to exploit us.
In my head, I know that isn't true. But in my heart, I really feel it is.
I got an autographed book tonight. I saw minor celebrities that I've admired for years and who, as far as I know, have done absolutely nothing wrong. I still left feeling like a sucker.
You're right. Some artists/authors don't care about their audience... which is a shame! But I have a relative who was once a semi-successful artist, and they are so egotistical and terrible to be around. I don't think they actually care about ANYONE. Even if they pretend like they do...
But there are also plenty of artists and authors out there who DO care about their audience! They tend to be more niche, but being a part of their fandom spaces has been rewarding!












