My remixee this year was
liminalliz. I feel like I really dropped the ball on this one: Lizzen and I are compatible in so many fandoms, and I love so many of her stories, and, as someone who occasionally betas for her, there are often things that I want to change about them. And instead of doing something that would really challenge me as a writer, I wrote about Lucy and Edmund, something that I have done several times before.
When I write, I write for myself but I would be lying if I said I didn't write for my audience, too. With Remix, one's audience is both no one and everyone.
musesfool posted last week about the lack of comments on her remix fic, and how she wished she could put her name to it so she could get more comments. But this lack of immediate gratification that means your story really has to work for it is something that I wish I was able to take more advantage of. By which I mean, writing something experimental, something awesome, that isn't constrained by your name and the image you build for yourself. I never do take advantage of this, though.
I suffer from this problem when writing for Yuletide, too: my anonymous fication stories always have no substance, no point. They're always straight-forward narratives, a well-trodden path of words. The one year I experimented (Yuletide 2005) was worse, though, and I wonder sometimes if I should just stop with the ficathons. Every year I think it will be my last, but the idea that this year might be the year I write something amazing is too much for me to resist, so I keep trying.
This year I had added dilemma: as previously stated, Lizzen and I share so many fandoms, and so many pairings, that many of the paths I could take from Lizzen's fic are paths down which I have already trodden. I wrote about Edmund and Lucy for Lizzen; I twirled that element of Lucy&Edmund that I love, wrote about Susan though I forgot about Tumnus; wrote of the naughtiness of Cor and Corin because she loves that, and I could because I KNOW that she loves that but I've written all of those things before. And I never thought that could come back to bite me in the arse, but it did.
I LOVE YOU LIZZEN