Not Who-Related, but sort of is...
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timelord1Well, Chapter 1 got validated and I just put Chapter 2 on the system, waiting for that to get validated. Meanwhile, I'm working on another silly fluff story featuring 10 sans his usual companions, but with a few new pals from history. So far I've got it spot-on and should really be writing it now instead of writing this journal, but I'm considering this my warm-up for the day.
Some day I hope to have something published (my original work, probably not the Doctor Who stuff ha ha), and I have a job that allows me to write for several hours each day. I take care of a young man with Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy and while he sleeps from 8am - 1pm, the family doesn't care what I do with myself as long as I'm available to help him whenever he needs something. I work two 16-hour days at the start of the week, so the writing time is about the only "me" time I get Mondays & Tuesdays. It's a nice change from my previous job (11 years as a TV producer for the local cable company), where I was creative all day, but never got to work on my own stuff. Cutbacks made it necessary for the company to cut one of the producers and I received an 11-week paid severance, during which I wrote a novel.
Why am I writing my life story on livejournal? I have no idea. Probably because it's on my mind lately. I lost my mom on September 5th of last year and the first anniversary is approaching faster than I would like it to. My mom and I were very, very close and my husband and I moved in to the house to take care of her for the last three months she was at home, then stayed with her in the hospital until she passed. I was there until the last moment. In fact, we didn't leave the hospital until she did.
On a superficial level, I think that's why I identify so much with the Doctor - in ways with 9 even moreso than 10 - I had a front-row seat for the end of my world as well, and try to be upbeat and fun despite what's sitting an inch below the surface. I can be just as moody and distant, and I'm still waiting for the time when I can throw my arms out and shout "Just this once, EVERYBODY LIVES!" I'm sure it sounds silly to put grief in terms of Doctor Who, but I just see something in that character that helps me process my everyday life. I'm not a TV watcher in general (we don't even have cable now that I don't work for the company any more) - all we watch is stuff on Netflix through our XBox, and one day I saw Doctor Who on the suggested things to watch and figured why not?
My first episode was "Rose," and, just like Rose, I was in love from the moment the Doctor said "Run!" I've seen everything now up to "Journey's End," as well as a bunch of the older stuff - I bought the Complete Specials on blu-ray, but want to watch them slowly. I'm not ready to give David Tennant up yet lol. When we first were watching and Eccleston's episodes were coming to an end, I was so MAD and thought I would not want to watch the show once David Tennant started. He literally had me at that first adorable "Hello!" right after regeneration.
So, anyway, that's a bit of me. Probably more than you needed/wanted to know, but there you have it. Now, it's only 9:20 in the morning and I've got 3 hours left to write - plenty of time to churn out some fluff. Allons-y!
Some day I hope to have something published (my original work, probably not the Doctor Who stuff ha ha), and I have a job that allows me to write for several hours each day. I take care of a young man with Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy and while he sleeps from 8am - 1pm, the family doesn't care what I do with myself as long as I'm available to help him whenever he needs something. I work two 16-hour days at the start of the week, so the writing time is about the only "me" time I get Mondays & Tuesdays. It's a nice change from my previous job (11 years as a TV producer for the local cable company), where I was creative all day, but never got to work on my own stuff. Cutbacks made it necessary for the company to cut one of the producers and I received an 11-week paid severance, during which I wrote a novel.
Why am I writing my life story on livejournal? I have no idea. Probably because it's on my mind lately. I lost my mom on September 5th of last year and the first anniversary is approaching faster than I would like it to. My mom and I were very, very close and my husband and I moved in to the house to take care of her for the last three months she was at home, then stayed with her in the hospital until she passed. I was there until the last moment. In fact, we didn't leave the hospital until she did.
On a superficial level, I think that's why I identify so much with the Doctor - in ways with 9 even moreso than 10 - I had a front-row seat for the end of my world as well, and try to be upbeat and fun despite what's sitting an inch below the surface. I can be just as moody and distant, and I'm still waiting for the time when I can throw my arms out and shout "Just this once, EVERYBODY LIVES!" I'm sure it sounds silly to put grief in terms of Doctor Who, but I just see something in that character that helps me process my everyday life. I'm not a TV watcher in general (we don't even have cable now that I don't work for the company any more) - all we watch is stuff on Netflix through our XBox, and one day I saw Doctor Who on the suggested things to watch and figured why not?
My first episode was "Rose," and, just like Rose, I was in love from the moment the Doctor said "Run!" I've seen everything now up to "Journey's End," as well as a bunch of the older stuff - I bought the Complete Specials on blu-ray, but want to watch them slowly. I'm not ready to give David Tennant up yet lol. When we first were watching and Eccleston's episodes were coming to an end, I was so MAD and thought I would not want to watch the show once David Tennant started. He literally had me at that first adorable "Hello!" right after regeneration.
So, anyway, that's a bit of me. Probably more than you needed/wanted to know, but there you have it. Now, it's only 9:20 in the morning and I've got 3 hours left to write - plenty of time to churn out some fluff. Allons-y!
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Date: 2011-08-29 03:28 pm (UTC)The Doctor is tremendously good therapy. It's such a great show, and there are lessons you can learn from it that are rather surprising. The young man I take care of is, thankfully, also a Who fan, and we are watching the show. When we saw the end of the last Rose episode before she came back at Journey's End, he was talking about how, in Rose's position, he wouldn't have tried to choose life with the Doctor, but would have gone for his family. I said to him "Ah, but she knew her family was all right. If I knew that, I could follow the Doctor anywhere." And I realized that, in a way, my parents were all right - they were together again, and not hurting any more. So it was all right for me to "follow the Doctor" and live my life. Big lessons from a show where one of the biggest threats is a giant screaming salt shaker ;)
I'm going to take your word for it and hold off on End of Time until I'm in a better mental place - thanks for the warning!!!!! :) Definitely not the week to watch the end of 10. I think I'll make a mini-marathon of silly episodes. Unicorn & The Wasp..New Earth...yes yes yes... :)
Thank you very much for the compliment on my writing - my original stuff is high fantasy with a cheeky sense of humor. There's a character in it that SO reminds me of Tennant's portrayal of the Doctor that if it ever gets published and made into a movie (yes I have pipe dreams!), he would HAVE to play that character. It falls somewhere along the lines of The Princess Bride (a bit more serious) and Stardust...with a Celtic bent and lots of made-up monsters, sword fighting and romance, while making fun of itself just enough... :)