This is weird (now I will bore you with details about my DW relationship--which totally is one, am 12):
*I hope you don't mind me stalking you a little?*
So when I started watching DW was in S1 of the new series. I didn't want to watch it as I hate scifi (as in thing in space, right, yes, you can see that's not true, but this is the point of discussing my relationship here). My husband was obsessed with DW since his earliest days as a judgmental scifi hag who looks down on fandom and all else such things like true old skool geeks do. Anyway, so he forced me to watch the first couple of episodes of S1. I lived in Canada then, so I got it way before the States and I didn't know it would eventually turn into a whole sploogfest because Jack is gay and fandom will watch anything for the gay.
I was totally taken in by the show in a way that I can't even describe. The chavness of Rose, Chris' delivery and edge, Jackie's total campness, daleks. I was totally in love.
DW was my gateway drug into scifi. I eventually watched Firefly, which I had totally not ever seen an episode of even though my first fandom was Buffy, and all down hill from there until now I writer STARGATE FIC. It's amazing.
Anyway, my point was about your Nine manifesto. I really felt that way myself. When I knew Nine was going to bite it at the end of S1 (because of the fucking Star or something), I was livid. HOW HOW could they do this? *wails and moans* I was so attached I said "not watching anymore!" My husband said "we'll see." Yes. Well. WHO CRIED WHEN ROSE DIED? HIM! It was pathetic all around, really.
I didn't expect to like Ten or any replacement Companions. Now that I love Ten and Martha, I feel like a real DW fan, all "who's next, YAY!" and "Martha is the best companion, screw this noise!". It's sort of like joining a secret society.
Fangirls sort of ruin everything, though. God, my fl has been the pit of hell the last week.
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on 2007-07-07 05:12 am (UTC)*I hope you don't mind me stalking you a little?*
So when I started watching DW was in S1 of the new series. I didn't want to watch it as I hate scifi (as in thing in space, right, yes, you can see that's not true, but this is the point of discussing my relationship here). My husband was obsessed with DW since his earliest days as a judgmental scifi hag who looks down on fandom and all else such things like true old skool geeks do. Anyway, so he forced me to watch the first couple of episodes of S1. I lived in Canada then, so I got it way before the States and I didn't know it would eventually turn into a whole sploogfest because Jack is gay and fandom will watch anything for the gay.
I was totally taken in by the show in a way that I can't even describe. The chavness of Rose, Chris' delivery and edge, Jackie's total campness, daleks. I was totally in love.
DW was my gateway drug into scifi. I eventually watched Firefly, which I had totally not ever seen an episode of even though my first fandom was Buffy, and all down hill from there until now I writer STARGATE FIC. It's amazing.
Anyway, my point was about your Nine manifesto. I really felt that way myself. When I knew Nine was going to bite it at the end of S1 (because of the fucking Star or something), I was livid. HOW HOW could they do this? *wails and moans* I was so attached I said "not watching anymore!" My husband said "we'll see." Yes. Well. WHO CRIED WHEN ROSE DIED? HIM! It was pathetic all around, really.
I didn't expect to like Ten or any replacement Companions. Now that I love Ten and Martha, I feel like a real DW fan, all "who's next, YAY!" and "Martha is the best companion, screw this noise!". It's sort of like joining a secret society.
Fangirls sort of ruin everything, though. God, my fl has been the pit of hell the last week.
Anyway, thanks for the recs.