Saz Time
I got my nic name from an ancient war veteran at a Unitarian church, I write because I can't help it, and I love comic books maybe a little too much.
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My First Doctor
I don’t know how many people can identify with this post, and I don’t really care. I’m simply extolling the praise of my first Doctor, and what that man means to me.
There is a time in most sci-fi obsessed girl’s life that she stumbles upon Doctor Who. Most often she does not do so in chronological order. Well, I did not, at least. I had no sci-fi obsessed friends who told me I HAD to watch this and that show. I was alone in my world, and I would not have had it any other way.
So day in, day out, single little me sat at computer and television screen, trying to find the next thing I liked most in the world. I would casually stumble upon SyFy channel originals that I liked, or classic Science Fiction I would fixate on for months at a time (Star Trek and Land of the Lost being chief among them) but nothing quite so resonating as what I wished I would find.
Obscure novels and comic books were fun, but they didn’t have a fan base, save me. I would try again and again to explain the plot of the one series I read as a sixth grader and fell in love with to friends who looked at me like I was on something. Trust me, adolescence would have been much easier had I been using mind-altering substances.
No, I was legitimate. I was the kid who read novel after novel about Space Men, even when I had 100 pages a night to read about early American authors and the Civil War movement. Literature could throw nothing at me I couldn’t handle, and then some.
It wasn’t until well into college when I happened upon this marvelous man. This wonderful non-human, humanoid who would make my conflicted existence worth all the teasing and all the searching my young brain endured.
That was when I found my first Doctor.
It was a David Tenant and Martha episode that was airing on Sci-Fi (now Sy-fy) channel that I happened to catch one lazy day at my parent’s house. See, I didn’t have cable as a student. Because I’m lame, or whatever you like to say. Anyway…
This man, this wonderful, impossible man suddenly appeared
