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We are so excited to be a part of Erica O’Rourke’s and Eliza Evans' The 13 Days of Doctor Who!
Many of the girls here at Tangled Up In Words are Whovians and we are so happy to be counting down the days until the Doctor Who Christmas Special with you! Don't forget to check out the details at the end of this post to learn how you enter to win the grand prize: Season 6 of Doctor Who on DVD!
Patricia: The first time I met the Doctor, I wanted nothing to do with him. It was Memorial Day weekend in 2008 and my husband and I were flipping though the channels trying to find something to watch. After passing three channels playing various episodes of Doctor Who I began a conversation that would change everything for me when it came to the Doctor:
Hubby: What do you want to watch?
Me: Anything but Doctor Who. I mean seriously, it's on every freaking channel. Who watches that?
Hubby: Huh... Have you every actually watched an episode of Doctor Who?
Me: ...No. It looks stupid.
Hubby: Let's watch one.
Me: Yeah, no thanks.
Hubby: Just watch ONE. I think you'll like it.
So we watched one (Season 3, Episode 6: The Lazarus Experiment). And then we watched another. And another. And another. And then 11 hours later it was Monday morning and the marathon was over and I almost cried over the fact that I was going to have to wait four more hours until the stores opened so we could go buy Seasons 1-3 and watch them all.
Which is all we did. Over the next week or so, we would go to work, come home, eat, watch as many episodes of Doctor Who as we could until I fell asleep and then rinse and repeat until we caught up the season in-progress. From that moment on, Saturday nights at 9pm were all automatically reserved for new episodes of Doctor Who.
I've come a long way from that fateful day in 2008. In fact just today we had a very different conversation at my house.
Me: So I printed out a tiny TARDIS to tape amongst the glow-in-the-dark stars for (5 year old son's) bedroom.
Me: And while I was looking for a wall decal I found a full, door-sized TARDIS.
Me: Like for a bedroom door.
Me: Like for OUR bedroom door.
Hubby: Um, no. *SIGH* Remember when you didn't even want to watch that show. When you thought it was "stupid". Now look at you!
Me: I have no idea what you're talking about. Also, I just bought the TARDIS. It will be here on Friday.
Danielle: The first time I met The Doctor I had no clue how much I would love him. I think that's the truth for most people. For me, meeting The Doctor was a three-step process. The first step? Saying no. I was 21 and living in Nashville. My Rebecca told me I should watch it--and I vehemently and repeatedly declined. (I was pretty stupid back then.)
Then I moved to Boston.
Most of the friends I made here were bloggers and writers--and all of them LOVED Doctor Who. I usually sat in conversations and said nothing. When they told me to watch it, I gave a non-committal shrug. A few months later I went back to Nashville for a weekend visit, during which Rebecca asked me again. And I said I would. During that weekend we watched the first the first few episodes--and I decided it was okay. Then, somehow, the whole first season was over before I even left. And I really liked it--but I went home and had no Netflix and it was fine. I didn't really care.
And then one day I did. I can't explain it. I woke up and OMG I wanted to watch Doctor Who. That was step three. I bought Netflix. For the last week of December--a year ago!!--I started with "Christmas Invasion" and watched DW. I finished the last Tennant episodes on New Years Eve. It's all I did--watch Doctor Who. I barely slept because I had to watch it. Then, on New Years Day, BBC had a series 5 marathon and I watched those also. I watched that season twice actually. In the same weekend.
From there the Monster was born. I found Tumblr. I found other friends who liked DW. I converted people to DW (including Christina and 8 others. I keep count). I love it. A lot. I never miss an episode and I love talking theories, fandoms and every little thing in between. I will never NOT be a Doctor Who fan.
The first time I met The Doctor I had no clue how much I would love him. But now I do. It's crazy how much a show can mean to you--how it can change you and teach you and make you laugh through your tears. That's Doctor Who. The reason I think I love The Doctor so much is because when you meet him, you meet 100,000 other people you never expected. Whovians unite. They come out of the woodworks. Talk to you on busses. In lobbies. Online. In grocery stores. There's something unifying about The Doctor. Once you meet someone else who is a Whovian--you always have something to talk about and it never gets old. That's the thing that people don't understand before they experience it. And even when you try to explain it to them, you can't. It's part of the experience.
The first time you meet The Doctor you'll never forget it. Because knowing The Doctor changes you. It may not be a profound way for everyone, but at the very least you'll never look at bow tie or an angel statue the same way. That's the power of Doctor Who. I am very glad I met him.
Christina: The first time I ever watched Dr. Who was at the insistence of Danielle. Now, I have a healthy love for sci-fi (just ask me about Farscape!) but I couldn't get over the low-budget look of the first season with Christopher Eccleston, that and the mannequins coming to life creeped me out a bit. So after watching only an episode or two, I was ready to give up on it and move on...until Danielle came to visit. During her visit she sat me down and made us have a Dr. Who marathon and I'm so glad she did! I only had to watch a few more episodes of it to realize how much I loved it. After that I watched seasons 2 through 5 as fast as I could, in about two weeks. And then had to wait for season 6 online (which I devoured as well!) I've fall in love with this show and am so SO glad Danielle showed it to (shoved it at) me love. (But that's what happens when you find an amazing show that you love so much, you want everyone else to see how wonderful it is!) And David Tennant will always be my doctor. <3
Thank you so much for joining us on our blog hop stop! You should tell us about the first time YOU met The Doctor.
"Before I go, I just want to tell you: you were fantastic. Absolutely fantastic! And d'you know what? So was I."
-The DoctorFor details about other fantastic stops on the hop, check out the Wibbly Wobbly Schedule.
To enter the grand prize giveaway, please leave a comment with your name and email address. You may enter once at every stop on the blog tour, for a total of thirteen chances. The Grand Prize giveaway is limited to the US and Canada, due to regional restrictions on the DVD. Individual contests will close at the discretion of the author, but the Grand Prize contest will accept entries on any site until midnight CST on December 24th. We will post the winner on December 25th, and notify the winner via email.
Don't forget to check out tomorrow’s stop on the blog hop at Ryann Murphy’s site, http://ryannmurphy.com/. Make sure to comment for another chance to win the Season 6 box set!
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Dear Real Life Friends,It's not you. It's me. Honest. I have a disease, an addiction to something you can't yet see, but is entirely real inside my head. I hear voices. These voices are telling me a story and I can't seem to rest until I've written down every word of what they have to say. I know this must sound ludicrous and maybe even a little nutso, but it's true.
I know that you're wondering what happened to your spontaneous and exciting old friend, and well, I just wanted you to know that I'm still here. Somewhere inside of me is still that same friend that you know and love, she's just a little possessed at the moment. It's not that I don't enjoy your company. I do. Or at least, I did. But I know, just know with all my heart, I'll still love your company once I finish this book. I swear it.
I just need a little space right now. Some time to work things out in my head would really be helpful. I hope you can forgive me. I promise to come back to you someday. Just...not right now. I still have 66 pages to revise. And then I'll probably revise it one more time for good measure. But one day in the future, I'll show my face again. Honest.Truly,Your Dear Old Friend