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happydalek) wrote2006-11-17 11:30 pm
happydalek) wrote2006-11-17 11:30 pm
My Who Fic
I love Doctor Who. I didn't always; I first heard about it from a geek friend in high school, but had absolutely no interest in it until college, when a different friend tied me to a chair and forced me to watch "The Androids of Tara" and "The Stones of Blood" starring Tom Baker (we have a strange friendship, admittedly...) All I could conclude was that Doctor Who was cheesy, impossibly cheap and poorly acted. My attitude remained one of deep ambivalence despite the continued efforts of this friend, who convinced me to sit through "The Five Doctors" and "The Curse of Fenric." I was becoming fed up with the whole thing, until, for no particular reason, I deigned to watch "The Two Doctors," featuring Colin Baker and Patrick Troughton as two versions of the same Time Lord who both end up in Spain and have to prevent alien invaders from making off with their/his time travel technology and changing the course of the universe. It was still cheesy and cheap, but for some reason, be it a crumbling resistence (no doubt a contributing factor), the sheer sexual magnetism of Colin Baker (which is a very wrong thing to think about, but there it is), or the whole concept of a being that can change his appearance and create temporal paradoxes (who wouldn't find that uber cool?), I liked it. The whole concept of Doctor Who came alive for me, and I began to look at it with different eyes.
My newfound fascination drove me to purchasing "The Five Doctors" (because "The Two Doctors" was MUCH pricier), and this time, I loved it. I watched it repeatedly, and continued to love it, and the idea behind it, even more. Ever since that day (which was only a few short years ago), I have counted myself an official Whovian. I collect the DVDs (in moderation, as my pocketbook allows), I've listened to the audio plays (Big Finish, my new best friend EVER), seen the comics, joined internet fan clubs, even read a book or two, and followed the relaunch of the BBC's venerable Time Lord with hungry anticipation and joy.
My love of Doctor Who shows no signs of waning. In fact, it has become so much a part of me that it's grown symbiotic with my other most enduring passion: writing. No stranger to science fiction, I'd toyed with the notion of writing fanfic years ago when all I cared about was "Star Wars," but nothing ever came of it. It took the good Doctor to give my muse a good kick in the arse, and now that I'm unemployed and friendless, I have the time to venture into that undiscovered country of the imagination, fanfiction.
My newfound fascination drove me to purchasing "The Five Doctors" (because "The Two Doctors" was MUCH pricier), and this time, I loved it. I watched it repeatedly, and continued to love it, and the idea behind it, even more. Ever since that day (which was only a few short years ago), I have counted myself an official Whovian. I collect the DVDs (in moderation, as my pocketbook allows), I've listened to the audio plays (Big Finish, my new best friend EVER), seen the comics, joined internet fan clubs, even read a book or two, and followed the relaunch of the BBC's venerable Time Lord with hungry anticipation and joy.
My love of Doctor Who shows no signs of waning. In fact, it has become so much a part of me that it's grown symbiotic with my other most enduring passion: writing. No stranger to science fiction, I'd toyed with the notion of writing fanfic years ago when all I cared about was "Star Wars," but nothing ever came of it. It took the good Doctor to give my muse a good kick in the arse, and now that I'm unemployed and friendless, I have the time to venture into that undiscovered country of the imagination, fanfiction.