It's fiction, Jim, but not as we know it
Space Cadet, 22/09/2000
"Luke Skywalker, Jedi Master and teacher of the ways of the
Force, slammed the flat of his hand down on the button on his alarm
clock as he nuzzled his face against his fellow Master—among other
thing's—neck."
That's definitely not how I remember Star Wars, but it is how
Jennifer Embree (whose GeoCities page is no longer with us),
prolific fan fiction writer, sees its future. Fan fiction, or
"fanfic," is a predominantly on-line art form that takes our
favourite characters and subjects them to the humiliation of bad
plotting, bad spelling, bad punctuation and bad grammar.
Star Wars is but one example. Fan fiction web sites exist on the
internet for X-Men, the Wonder Years, Harry Potter, Xena, Warrior
Princess, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, boy bands Backstreet Boys and
Hanson, Holby City and countless others. Anyone can unleash their
imaginations on their unsuspecting heroes and have their stories
read by an audience of tens. But the crowned princes among these
uber-nerds are, without doubt, the disturbingly horny aficionados
of Star Trek.
I've never been a Trekie. But out of respect for a Trekie friend
whom I'll call Tosh, I am going to say nothing negative about the
programme. Tosh went to a Trekie convention once, but he neither
dresses up in Spandex nor does he take lessons in Klingon from the
William Shatner University of Milwaukee, so I will accept that my
Trekie preconceptions are misplaced.
But there is no excuse for the plethora of Trekie fan fiction
writers. It is God-awful. Accordingly, some bright sparks set up
the Godawful Star Trek Fan Fiction site and helped me sort the
truly horrendous from the merely insufferable.
"As Uhura entered the captain's quarters, she was overcome by
the sight of Kirk standing shirtless and dripping with sweat,"
writes
Johnny Bravo in classic fan fiction style.
The fiction covers all bases. An entire series has been written
during which Star Trek characters interact not just with the usual
Klingon fare, but also with the cast of The Lord of The Rings, ER
and Thundercats. My Godawful guides reviewed the following poetry
by Margaret,
commenting that "this sad little disaster is short and sour. It's
fifty percent cry for attention, fifty percent homage to McCoy, and
one hundred percent crap.":
"One day watching the news
Seeing that old bones do die
With the tears held back, block up the lachrymal tear duct
For the elegant pipeline
Would surely betray me
And a flood of salt-water would show
I still pine for the ends of the universe
And beyond"
The following script, written in sub-English, was submitted for
Star Trek Next Generation, by Paul Jacques H
jr:
"Admiral Piett: What is this, you ship wasn't damage.
Picard: Your technology can affect us.
Admiral Piett: Impossible! Are calcs proves us otherwise.
Picard: Don't force us to fire back.
Admiral Piett: We have shields you know."
My personal favourite is entitled "
Picard's Illumination" by Lorelei MacKenzie:
"Oh God!!!! Why??? Why Why Why???" Picard screamed in agony and
fell to his knees. "Why did she do it?" he was sobbing so hard that
he began to hiccup. "I (hic) loved (hic) her!"