Since I yell about it online without actually pointing out specific works, I figured I'd back it up by sharing a reply I sent to a reader comment containing some recs on world classics - literature that I would personally prioritize reading for not just their storytelling value but for how they help broaden one's perspective on things.
ETA: forgot Vladimir Nabokov, James Joyce, Toni Morrison
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How do I promote my fanfics and get them attention on ao3? Also how do I keep my fics from flopping?
you just write whatever you want, however you want. because ao3 is not a social media platform like tiktok or instagram. it’s an archive. there’s no algorithm, no going viral, no popularity contests. and writing fanfic is a hobby, it’s about passion and the joy of writing. it’s not a form of content farming.
this does not mean you should never promote your fics. obviously, you can promote them on tumblr and/or other social media platforms. seriously, promote them as many times as you want. you can use catchy summaries that will grab people’s interest too.
that said, the best way you can make sure your works reach the right target audiences is by tagging them truthfully and properly on ao3.
also, this is very important, don’t tag things that are not actually in your works for visibility, because we don’t do that on ao3 and chances are that, at best, you will just drive your audiences away once they realize you mistag things for visibility. at worst, someone will report your works for it.
I despair for the generation that asks for tips on how "not to flop" in writing fanfiction.
Have we reached a point in hyper-capitalism that kids no longer understand the difference between a labor of love and a marketable product? Have we become so brain-rotted with social media that hobbies are only for external validation, not for the self-fulfllment journey along the way?
I guess judging by how many Ai "artists/writers" there are, the answer is yes.
OP, this is like asking how not to flop in jogging. It's a hobby; you do it for your own fulfillment, and hope that maybe someone else will match your energy and become a jogging buddy so you can enjoy it together. But if you see your jogging as a failure unless you get enough people admiring you doing it, it sounds like you don't really enjoy this as a hobby. A hobby is something you enjoy for its own sake, not only as a vehicle of ego boosts from other people.
Ao3 is not the box office. There's nothing to "flop". You don't "win" or "succeed" by having a lot of kudos. There are plenty of top-kudosed fics on Ao3 that I personally don't think are that good. There are plenty of utterly unknown fics that I think are poetic masterpieces. So what if you learn some secret formula to getting lots of kudos? Will you give up your creative integrity to chase fleeting validation from strangers?
Maybe instead of focusing so much on whether other people like your thing, maybe focus more on whether YOU like your thing. Let your hobbies breathe outside of the space of popularity contests and marketability for nonexistent profit and consumerist validation.
Fandoms have a serious problem with how creators are being treated these days.
Fandom creators spend hours of their free time to create something to make fandom thrive...for free and for the love of the game.
And what do they get? A wholeass heap of fuck all. No reblogs, no comments, no nothing. And people are surprised that creators are dropping out left, right, and centre??
"Why is there no long fic anymore?" "Why did my favourite writer stop?" "Why is my favourite artist not posting anymore?"
I implore you to ask yourself: "What's the last thing I did to support my fandom? Does my favourite creator know they are my favourite? When was the last time I left a comment under something?"
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary:
The Wheeler house is haunted with the ghost of Will Byers.
In the four years after Will Byers and Barbara Holland went missing, the world has moved on. Funerals were held; divorces were finalized; the town spoke in whispers of monsters in the woods that came to take away children that didn't conform.
But Mike refuses to move on. Lonely, queer, and suicidal, he clings to the idea of Will haunting him as a ghost, and Nancy doesn't know how to keep him tethered to this side of the living when she's barely treading water in her own sea of grief.
A Will Byers Never Found AU where Will, locked in Hawkins Lab for years, has given up on ever returning to society until he sees the Wheeler siblings; one burying her grief like a skeleton in the woods, and the other wander the mountainside at night in his refusal to come to face with his.
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Notes:
The supernatural eventually is touched on in this story, but I wanted to focus more on the darker side of grief. The supposed healing that never comes, the wound that never closes, the utter sense of drowning every step of the way. The despair of it never getting better, years after the loss.
So many deaths in the world are not accidents but rather murder by institutionalized oppression and negligence and societal design; whether it be from racism, classism, homophobia, misogyny, religious trauma, ableism, or PTSD from familial abuse, the trauma of being told that one is worth less than their peers – that the social contract doesn't apply to them, that they're allowed to fall through the cracks to be swept up like trash, abandoned by humans and gods alike – is a universal one. It is a devastating betrayal that drives adults as well as children to suicide, and its lifelong impact cannot be overstated. I wanted honor the struggle, the hopelessness, and the anger in those that see it and experience it. I wanted to see how deeply I could reach into the darkness of my own grief and bring it to life.
But in the end, this story is also about how we're not alone; between siblings, friends, lovers, and found family, when we look past all the trivial troubles in our daily lives – all that remains glittering at the bottom is love.
I am so tired of short-attention-span, trim-the-fat culture.
All writing advice these days is for how to write like Chuck Palahniuk. "Cut 'think', cut 'feel', cut 'wonder' - only action, only pushing forward, show and move and move and move." What if I could emulate this style, and still don't want to? What if I want to write like Henry James, with three paragraphs of introspective musings between each dialogue line?
The music advice is, "make it shortform, make it Tik-Tok compatible, make it punchy, hit the refrain as soon as possible." What if I want that 10-minute prog rock piece? What if I want that symphony? What if I want it slow and luxurious and lazy?
Movies. Series. Poetry. Bodies. Everything is "trimmed trimmed trimmed trimmed, stripped bare, you have three seconds to win me over, make it airport chic." I don't want to win you over, then, I guess.
I want the fat left it.
I want the pleasure and the indolence and the indulgence.
Fuck this art-advice that's always "your art needs Ozempic."
I take exception to poetry because it is an art whose muscle is honed for the strength to express as much as possible within strict, stylized constraints. Just like other highly stylized art forms, like genres of theatre or ballet.
But in general, yes. The quickfire, surface-level, use-once-and-throwaway culture permeates art these days - all glitz and no substance. My more recent style is more pared down for reasons above, but I've experimented with and celebrate other styles too - stream-of-consciousness, long rambling flowery language, everything in between.
I refuse to rearrange my writing to "hook" my readers within the first sentence and make it a blockbuster action script, and maybe I won't be able to get published traditionally due to this, but I can't deal with reducing the richness of human experience down to how desperately I can hold onto a tiktok-addicted teen's attention span.
Arts and entertainment are often grouped together, but are not always interchangeable. Not all art needs to be instant gratification entertainment. And the important ones never were.
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Never outside of the USA have I seen people so goddamn PROUD of being stupid and uneducated.
Only in the USA have I seen such a pervasive culture of sneering at, and shaming, smart kids as "nerds" and "losers".
Insecure people hate other people instead of working on themselves. Stupid people hate smart people instead of working on their stupidity.
This is what the ruling class wants. The dumbing down of education, the constant media noise through knee-jerk reactive social media that eats up attention and kills brain cells, the eradication of liberal arts and humanities. The boot-licking of randomly thanking every soldier you meet, pledging loyalty to a flag, making tribalized sports one's personality. The brainwashing to believe that the ruling class is "just like us!"