The True Confessions of Brand_S
Life on the Slide
One of the good things about Sliders' cancellation, in my opinion,
was the newfound opportunities for fanfic writers. When it happened,
I was ready to milk it for all it was worth. I got started making my
own fanfic series.
The first title was "Multiversal." I eventually realized
that that title really really sucks ass, at least for a fanfic series.
I ended up changing it to "Life on the Slide." The star was
a Logan double, Logan Mallory. #2 was Ryan Simms, who had been spending
the last few years in a mental institution. (Hey, if you were convinced
that sliding was real, where the hell do you think YOU'D end up?) #3
was Terrence Bergman, a doctor of psychology and Ryan's shrink. It had
been five years since his wife and daughter died; since then he'd been
in a constant state of despair and grief. Acquired midway through the
season would be Logan's frivolous little brother, Jeremiah, who in a
fit of impulsiveness slid on his own up until then.
One of the notable things about this series was my intention to introduce
new technology to the Sliders world:
· A timer that could detect the conditions of a world before
opening a vortex there. It could detect altitude by gravitational pull
readings. It could detect temperature, the state of matter at the vortex's
opening, oxygen concentration, and various other things. It would then
send the sliders to a world, but if the world was chosen randomly from
a set, the timer would filter out from consideration any world in which
the sliders would die upon landing.
· A device that detects the quantum signature of every particle
it can detect, then slides each particle to its world of origination.
This would then end up as a transporter for any slider to go home instantly...
but if those clothes came from another world, prepare to land nekkid.
We would learn later in the series that Logan's parents each came from
different worlds, which majorly fucked up her signature.
· A timer with a simplistic, Victorian design which was shaped
like a disc and whose face was Arabic (as in "classic") instead
of digital. One hand gave days, another hours, then minutes, then seconds.
If I could draw worth a damn, it'd look really cool.
One of the people who got me going on this was slidefan, a friend I
made in the early days. After some e-mail correspondence, he suddenly
stopped replying. Months later, I saw him in a chat. The next day, he
was gone. I'd never see him on that chat again. About a year after that,
I saw him on AIM. Again, he disappeared. I swear, this guy was avoiding
me. I never figured out why. One minute, he accepted my offer to partner
up with me on this. The next, no slidefan.
I ended up advertising this series endlessly, but the reception was...
zero. In all this time, only ONE person took any interest in it: Yeontoo.
Bless that woman's soul, Yeontoo gave me lots of great advice and helped
me develop this series to incredible proportions. It was like that episode
"The Guardian," where all the kids picked on Quinn but that
teacher was always really nice. It felt great to have all that support.
Too bad she was only one person in a sea of Sliders fans.
At any rate, on some vague off-the-cuff advice (in part) from stuslide,
I wrote down in a txt file all my notes for this project. I had episode
summaries, paths of character development, everything. As I got started
writing episodes of this series, I made an ad. I figured I needed pictures
of the stars, but I didn't have a scanner yet. So I grabbed some from
pictures off the Internet. For Logan, I found a picture of Zoe McLellan.
For Ryan, Nick Lea. (Not the hardest decisions in the world.) Being
creations of my mind, Terrence and Jeremiah were a little harder. I
ended up using a picture of Montel Williams for the former and Paulo
Costanzo for the latter. Hey, I just wanted the viewer to get a good
visual as soon as possible! I had this bad-ass ad all rarened to go,
so I showed it to some people on AIM. These people, all my friends,
responded with hysterical laughter.
But the series was serious.
I was crushed. These were my friends, and they were laughing at my
ideas! The more details I gave, the more they laughed! What the fuck
kind of friends were THESE supposed to be? I cut off all interaction
with them for about a week before my cowardly ass came back. But with
something like that, you forgive, but you don't forget. I'm glad I don't
have AIM anymore. I don't know if I could put up with that again. I
don't want to name names, since it would cause more unnecessary tension
than I feel like generating. Suffice it to say, they're not who you
think they are.
So I summarily dropped the idea. It was more trouble than it was worth.
I was preaching to an audience of one. Granted, I appreciated having
the one there, but I can't write a long series knowing nobody will read
it. Besides, the only other people I confided the idea too obviously
didn't think it was the greatest idea I ever had. What was the point?
Thankfully, I eventually found another supporter in Slider_Quinn21.
I gave him every last one of my ideas.
· Slider_Quinn21
This guy doesn't get a lot of attention, although not for lack of trying.
I really think more "Sliders" fans should be like him. He's
stuck with this place through thick and thin, more than I ever have,
and he finds a way to duck all the bullshit. Man, he's doing what I
wish I had done. Thankfully, his fanfic is more successful than mine,
although it's getting to the point where that's not much of an accomplishment.
All my ideas for alternate episodes are his now. And trust me, some
of my best work lay in those ideas. You motherfuckers don't know what
you were ignoring, I tells ya. But every writer has his/her own frustrations,
I guess. You take the good with the bad.