Pencil Shavings | Tessa Blair
I’m always late to the bandwagon. Harry Potter was yesterday’s news by the time I picked up the first book, I have yet to read any of the Hunger Games, and I’m currently working on binge watching every episode of Game of Thrones before season eight comes out, instead of doing my schoolwork.
I guess I’m not very gifted at predicting trends. A new book or series comes out and I figure, “Eh, it won’t catch on.” Then, it catches on. I think, “Eh, the trend will fizzle out soon enough.” Then it doesn’t.
Instead, the trend grows and spreads until it consumes everyone I know but me. That’s when I finally decide to give in. That’s why right now I’m watching Game of Thrones until 4:30 a.m., desperate to catch up before the spoilers that surround me fund their way into my sight or my ears.
And being this late to the bandwagon has created a vicious cycle. While I am devoting every ounce of my free time to catching up with last year’s trend, this year’s trend begins. I pay no attention, thinking it will fizzle out. But by the time I’ve finished the last episode of the show I was missing out on, I’m five seasons behind on the next big hit: and the cycle begins again.
“It’s like watching a 70 hour movie”
But sometimes I think that maybe I’m doing it right. It is pretty thrilling watching episode after episode, season after season; dodging spoilers every day like Demelza Robins dodges bludgers (see, I’m caught up on my Harry Potter knowledge).
Plus, I don’t have to wait a week to find out what happens in the next episode, or read a synopsis of the last season because I forgot where it left off. It’s like watching a 70-hour movie with a few self-decided breaks throughout.
However, the camaraderie of everyone investing themselves in the lives of fictional characters all together; crying, laughing, waiting together is something I miss out on, which is why I’m catching up before the final season of GoT.
Really, I’ve found that it doesn’t matter if you’re first on the bandwagon, desperately running after it, or sitting on a completely separate wagon all by yourself (me listening to the cast recording of the Spongebob Squarepants musical), as long as you enjoy what you’re doing: that’s all that really matters.