I turned to my husband recently and said, "How is it that I've only just found this and it holds such a place in my heart?"
I'm newish to the Who fandom, but I've fallen hard. It tickles the place in imagination that Harry Potter does: something so magical and wonderful and so a part of the joy I experience in life I get happy just thinking about it.
That sounds mushy. But my love for this series is voracious. Only a handful of months ago, I got hooked starting with Eccleston, and have watched and loved Tennant and Smith. I'm in the process of working back further--through some of the Baker (my husband's first Doctor) and Davidson stories so far. This is good stuff, my friends; but of course, you know that or you wouldn't be here.
I don't write a lot of fic, though I do read a lot. I usually write in waves, when I can no longer avoid the vicious attack of the plot bunny. Mostly I'm interested in what happens after--I'm fascinated by the Human!Doctor and the lives of companions when their travels are completed.
Thanks for reading, I'm quite honored. I feel a little silly posting these fantasies of mine and knowing you've taken the time to read them is pretty swell.
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