In lieu of original content, because I have a cold and my period, both

"I think what we are seeing are efforts to map an intermediate space we can't quite define yet, a borderland betwen passion and intellect, analysis and subjectivity, ethnography and autobiography, art and life ... [t]he anxiety around such work is that it will prove to be beyond criticism, that it will be undiscussable. But the real problem is that we need other forms of criticism, which are rigorous yet not disinterested; forms of criticism which are not immune to catharsis; forms of criticism which can respond vulnerably..."

Ruth Behar, Anthropology That Breaks Your Heart, in The Vulnerable Observer.

Discuss, with reference to fannish preoccupations, productions, and critical and analytical activity.

Or, you know, not, but I thought it was interesting. I'll be along as soon as I can think again...