About halfway through writing the Crisis, I considered what I was doing and all the characters I was dusting off to play with again. It seemed weird to do this much revival for no reason but, to be fair, it is the sort of thing that I would do. Still, could I put a date to it? Or a reason? It would be a nice ‘cherry’ to top the sundae.
The beginning of the ‘Season’ Doctor Who series? That started in 1994 I believe. It’s the twelfth anniversary of that but, to be fair, I really didn’t produce that many stories in that series: only seven full stories, two side stories and a short story. The short story was published by another fan group but it’s still not that much to celebrate.
How about the beginning of the ‘Teen’ Doctor series? That started in 1990, right? So it’s the sixteenth anniversary of that series. More to celebrate from a completion standpoint but still, not quite right.
My mind clicked back even further, the time when my desire to write something went from a desire to an achievement for the first time. That was when I was in the sixth grade and when I wrote that first ‘Doctor What’ story for English class (as well as a two part ‘Sherluck Phones’ story, all truly rubbish). I would have been about twelve then. Now I’m thirty-two.
I’ve been writing for twenty years now.
Welcome to my twentieth anniversary story!
You would think I’d have gotten the hang of this by now.
Thank you. For everything.
Now I have another novel to work on. Excuse me.
-SMW 11/28/2006 (And lets ignore the possibility that I could have been eleven when I wrote those stories, hmm?)
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