Oh, Otherkin. I'm familiar with them mostly through the joys of Fandom_Wank, but... yes. I think all of us sci-fi/fantasy types came up with much the same wacky stories for ourselves when we were, oh, ten or twelve. And then we got over it. *Sighs*
And that any fair folk they called up would recognize and reward their Speshul-ness with rainbows and glitter and unicorns and....
Yeah, most likely. I still insist that they must be reading different books of stories about the Fair Folk than I do, 'cause the ones I read about tend to be pretty pissy when people interrupt their parties to be self-important gits. ;)
Believe me, I recognize the impulse - I've wanted to dance around a bonfire in the moonlight and dream of something magical happening just as much as the next girl who read a whoooole lot of fantasy literature growing up, but... somehow I doubt that attending 'lectures' on chi and spirit contacting and what-have-you and wearing sparkly fairy wings is really going to make all that happen.
Also, I love how the journalist threw in that no drugs were involved. Because... yeah....
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And that any fair folk they called up would recognize and reward their Speshul-ness with rainbows and glitter and unicorns and....
Yeah, most likely. I still insist that they must be reading different books of stories about the Fair Folk than I do, 'cause the ones I read about tend to be pretty pissy when people interrupt their parties to be self-important gits. ;)
Believe me, I recognize the impulse - I've wanted to dance around a bonfire in the moonlight and dream of something magical happening just as much as the next girl who read a whoooole lot of fantasy literature growing up, but... somehow I doubt that attending 'lectures' on chi and spirit contacting and what-have-you and wearing sparkly fairy wings is really going to make all that happen.
Also, I love how the journalist threw in that no drugs were involved. Because... yeah....