This past spring I wrote a 25,000-word fan fiction story. It’s inspired by a Marvel comic book from the eighties. I have no idea at all why I did it. I wasn’t eager to write a fanfic, about superheroes or anything else. The urge just came to me out of the blue.
In my previous blog I wrote shorter fanfics inspired by movies and TV. (Here’s an example.) I did it then as a means to generate material for the blog. Often, I cared less about whether or not a given movie was any good and more about what I thought or experienced while watching it. Also, posts like these were more creative than a thumbs-up or thumbs-down review.
My point is, I’ve never had a strong yen for fanfic for its own sake. This felt different.