Freefalling Freestyle

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- sneezed wrong

- turned your neck a little too fast

- slept weird

- took the trash out to the curb and stepped at a slightly different angle than usual

- breathed

- failed to breathe properly

- breathed in the wrong stuff. Allergy time

- looked too hard at something too far away

Broadcast TV was built around those pauses: big fall premieres, holiday breaks, sweeps weeks, midseason returns, May finales, summer reruns (god summer reruns where you discovered new shows you didn't even know existed and got invested in and got to start a new season in the fall). The rhythm of watching TV was never just episode-episode-episode until you collapsed. There were gaps. And those gaps mattered.

I think watching a TV series week by week is important. Not because binge watching is wrong or never fun (I love to couch rot with the best of them), but because weekly viewing gives a story time to become part of your actual life. You spend the week thinking about an episode. You talk about it with other fans. You post about it. You rewatch scenes over and over and over. You notice things (things that aren't even meant to be noticed). You build theories. You sit with character choices before the show tells you what they mean (and maybe you disagree with the showrunners and you call them out on those choices).

A hiatus gives an episode time to breathe. The hiatus is the oxygen for the creative fire. It gives the viewers time to rewatch, argue, gif, write fic (so much fic), build and rewire theories, notice parallels, change their minds, and actually sit with what happened before canon moves on.

Sure, a hiatus can be frustrating because it makes us wait, especially when it feels like the rhythm of the show keeps getting interrupted by less important things like basketball and election coverage and the Olympics. But waiting is also where delicious, delicious anticipation lives. It is where fandom turns a show from something we watched into something we are collectively thinking about, chewing on, clamoring for.

Binge culture can be fun because you gulp down the content you crave, but it often turns watching into consumption: finish the episode, finish the season, post the reaction, post the gif, post the coda, move on. Broadcast hiatuses interrupt that pace. They force you to slow down. They make room for anticipation. They let the fandom breathe.