However Hard You Try, You Can’t Run Forever, a guest post by author Myra McEntire
I counted my Doctor Who shirts.
Is it my fault TeeFury makes awesome shirts full of pop culture goodness for ten-ish bucks? Should I be the one to shoulder the blame for their masterfully evil plan to offer a totally new shirt every twenty-four hours? Am I responsible for the artists who excel at making Doctor Who art? For the rabid fans that keep demand high? For my trigger finger on the mouse, or the ease of shopping while wearing jammies, or my compulsion to own ALL THE T-SHIRTS?
Don’t answer that.
I have retro travel posters for Gallifrey and Skaro in an online shopping cart RIGHT NOW. I purchased a tiny Tardis to hang on my Christmas tree. I‘m searching for the perfect shirt to wear at NCTE/ALAN so I’ll match my Fourth Doctor arm warmers.
I know the first step is admitting the problem.
The next series of Doctor Who starts on November 23rd, and I don’t know how I’m going to watch. Not due to the fact that the writing team has no regard for their own canon, or proper world building, or because emotion was largely absent from the last series. For me, Doctor Who is so closely tied to my books that the thought of revisiting the show, even with a new Doctor, makes me flat out wibbly wobbly.
My time traveling days might be over. The Hourglass series is complete at three books, and the characters (well, the ones who are still alive) are happy.
I’ve always been a fan of the ubiquitous cable marathon, especially when there’s housework to do. Thanks to SyFy–Sci Fi back then—and a new baby, I discovered a lovable alien with two hearts and a sweet ride. Funny, charming, and BRITISH. I caught reruns when I could, and was genuinely confused for a while. (“Bad Wolf” came before “Rose” for me. Can you even?)
Number Eleven is the first Doctor I experienced chronologically from beginning to impending end. Hourglass came out the week after I learned who River Song really is in “A Good Man Goes to War.” I turned in the last draft of Infinityglassshortly after I discovered who was hiding at Trenzalore.
I’m certain that I’ll be watching on November 23rdalong with every other Whovian (especially since I’ll be in Boston with Beth Revis, who would cause me physical harm if I tried to do anything else), but I’m also certain it will be bittersweet. It’s fitting for me to say goodbye to the Hourglass world as I say goodbye to the eleventh Doctor. Ends make way for beginnings, which are shiny and scary and wholly unknown, but deserve the chance to stand on two new (regenerated) legs, or to live between two covers.
We can always revisit the past through reruns and rereads, but the future is where the next story lies. Remember . . .
|Look it’s Karen
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Filed under: Doctor Who, Hourglass, Infinity Glass, Myra McEntire, Timepiece
About Karen Jensen, MLS
Karen Jensen has been a Teen Services Librarian for almost 30 years. She created TLT in 2011 and is the co-editor of The Whole Library Handbook: Teen Services with Heather Booth (ALA Editions, 2014).
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