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Mar. 18th, 2010 05:26 pmI keep meaning to make a post and then stopping and thinking to myself, you know, I'm just not that interesting today.
What I am is exhausted, and I have been exhausted all week without realising it, and I'm not really sure why. I come home and just want to sleep, all the time, and I keep blowing off really quite simple errands I could run on my way home in order to get home and collapse faster. I don't think it's the medication; I don't know what's up with me.
I did find some interesting tidbits about fandom today. I stumbled over a series of Doctor Who fanzines, "The Frame", that someone had kindly scanned in as PDFs. They're from 1989, but luckily 1989 was the year that The Frame started a series on the origins of Doctor Who fandom, which is something I've been rummaging around in out of curiosity and coming up essentially empty-handed. So I started laughing when I read about the contents of the old 1960 fan club newsletter...
There was quite a healthy letters section (mostly with comments on recent stories), fan artwork (often more enthusiastic than technically proficient) and stories sent in by members.
Wow, fandom SURE HAS CHANGED, hasn't it.
Oh, all right, there's probably more porn now.
One of these stories, printed in 1968, was by Ray Downey and his sister. "It was called The Ice World and was, I think, really inspired by The Ice Warriors, Which had just been shown. The Doctor, Jamie and Victoria landed on a giant sheet of ice which cracked up, and the TARDIS floated away. They spent the rest of the story trying to get back to it. It was rubbish, really..."
I am so sad that none of the reprinted pages of the old sixties fanzines had fanfic in them. But at least I have confirmed, as long suspected, that it existed.
What I am is exhausted, and I have been exhausted all week without realising it, and I'm not really sure why. I come home and just want to sleep, all the time, and I keep blowing off really quite simple errands I could run on my way home in order to get home and collapse faster. I don't think it's the medication; I don't know what's up with me.
I did find some interesting tidbits about fandom today. I stumbled over a series of Doctor Who fanzines, "The Frame", that someone had kindly scanned in as PDFs. They're from 1989, but luckily 1989 was the year that The Frame started a series on the origins of Doctor Who fandom, which is something I've been rummaging around in out of curiosity and coming up essentially empty-handed. So I started laughing when I read about the contents of the old 1960 fan club newsletter...
There was quite a healthy letters section (mostly with comments on recent stories), fan artwork (often more enthusiastic than technically proficient) and stories sent in by members.
Wow, fandom SURE HAS CHANGED, hasn't it.
Oh, all right, there's probably more porn now.
One of these stories, printed in 1968, was by Ray Downey and his sister. "It was called The Ice World and was, I think, really inspired by The Ice Warriors, Which had just been shown. The Doctor, Jamie and Victoria landed on a giant sheet of ice which cracked up, and the TARDIS floated away. They spent the rest of the story trying to get back to it. It was rubbish, really..."
I am so sad that none of the reprinted pages of the old sixties fanzines had fanfic in them. But at least I have confirmed, as long suspected, that it existed.
