Tuesday’s Larger on the Inside

[Hands on Keyboard: April 9, 2013]

So. Um. I discovered Doctor Who this week.

Okay, to be honest, I discovered it about a month ago. Tumblr convinced me if I wanted to have any sort of credibility I needed to watch it. After all, the writing, the themes, the characters, had all been praised and the gif sets were very pretty. It was either Doctor Who or Sherlock. Sherlock is problematic for me.

It took me a while to get into it. The writing was decent. The themes were sweet. The characters were…okay. There were times I loved the treatment of Rose and Martha and their respective Doctors, but I didn’t feel the insane pull I’d noticed with tumblr my friends who are fans. For two and a half seasons, I felt like I was missing something. I could take it or leave it. I mean, I was a little sick of watching all the women die sacrifice for the Perfect Man. It was a story I’d seen and was bored with.

But somewhere in the middle of the third season something switched. The foreshadowing was better. The villains were better. I finally got over David Tennant being Barty Crouch Jr. The themes were clearer and all the characters became larger on the inside.

I ugly cried through the end of Donna’s journey. One of Ten’s final scenes touched me so deeply I can’t stop thinking about it. I finally got what all those Whovians have been screaming for years now. I started the fifth season tonight and I can’t wait to get caught up.

This may seem like an excuse post. Oh, silly Gwynne got so caught up in television that she didn’t do any work, but that’s okay because she Learned Something About Writing. Except I checked off all my goals for this week. I have fifty-eight pages left to edit. I think I’m going to get it done by next week. Not so silly this week.

But I did learn something. Besides being converted to the Whovian religion fandom, I was able to look at all my characters in Chrysalis and say proudly, They are larger on the inside. I have hundreds of thousands of words wrapped around histories for not only my main characters, but secondary and tertiary characters. I know their lives, their pasts, and their futures. I know where they are going because I’ve been where they’ve been.

That’s when Doctor Who clicked for me. When it was clear that Rose and Martha and Donna and Micky and Jack and Wilf are all full of history, present, and future. Maybe not Donna. They were larger on the inside.

I think those are the stories that have the hardest pull on us. I think about Harry Potter and the wizarding world. I think about the Hunger Games. I always think about Buffy. I even think about Twilight. Stories where everyone has their own epic journey. Stories where a character doesn’t just disappear when they go off the page or randomly spring into existence when the book starts.

That’s what I want when I read. When I hold a book or my Nook, I want it to be larger on the inside.

/end fangirl


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