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Photo Credit: BBC

So get this, my awesome playwright friend (and fellow Whovian), Mac Rogers, is going to be conducting chats about each upcoming new episode of Doctor Who with prominent Doctor Who writers and bloggers over at

And get this….he’s asked ME to be a part of it! I’ll be chatting with him about the premiere of Season 7.2, “The Bells of St. John,” and it’ll be posting on MONDAY. So make sure you check it out! Don’t worry, I’ll be posting the link here, too. 🙂

By the way, if you’re anywhere near New York City, and you have a chance to see a Mac Rogers play, you really should. He’s an amazing writer. In fact, his play, Air Guitar, is going to be premiering at the New York Fringe Festival in August! Get thee to that theater! I will be uber-jealous if you go, and expect a full report from any and all of you who attend!


Photo Credit: “shoomlah” on Deviant Art.

I’m closing out the (River) Song of the Day Series as part of Doctor Who Week 2013 with another Chameleon Circuit song. While “Blink” was the first song of theirs I heard, I think this one is my favorite, both for its rock take on the Who theme song and for the way it expresses a companion’s story. I would love to rock out to this song in an arena full of Whovians. 🙂

The final (River) Song of the Day for this year is “An Awful Lot of Running” by Chameleon Circuit.


Which Doctor Who companion has been both a teen pop star AND a call girl? 🙂

If you answered Billie Piper, who played Rose Tyler in New Who, you’d be correct!

But it isn’t just the catchy song that’s so amazingly 90s…it’s the VIDEO. Oh, 90s hair. Oh, blazer and midriff-bearing top. Oh, arm-heavy dance movement. 🙂 Also, you’ll see that her penchant for aliens and space travel didn’t start with Doctor Who.  And hey, is that an early Judoon at the club? Nah. It’s just a Rhino bouncer. What?!

So, today’s (River) Song of the Day is “Because We Want To” by Billie (Yes, she was all “first name only” as a pop star. Just go with it) from her debut album, Honey to the B. (Oh, that title!) 🙂



William Hartnell as the first Doctor.

Since this is Doctor Who‘s 50th Anniversary year, I thought it appropriate to keep the blog on the Classic Who tip by serving up some crotchety first Doctor realness. Followers of this blog and my scribbles on the internet already know that I had an essay published in Mad Norwegian’s latest Doctor Who-related anthology, Chicks Unravel Time: Women Journey Through Every Season of Doctor Who, edited by Deborah Stanish and L.M. Myles. In it, I look at the first Doctor from the perspective that he is actually the youngest of all the regenerations we’ve seen, despite being the oldest incarnation played by the oldest actor. Even if you’ve never watched any Classic Who, I think you’ll get something out of this essay. And so, without further ado, my attempt at unraveling the second season of Doctor Who.

Carole Ann Ford as Susan and William Hartnell as the first Doctor. Oh, and some Daleks.

All of Gallifrey’s a Stage: The Doctor in Adolescence

Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound.
And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part.
Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth.
And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school.
As, first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms.
All of Gallifrey’s a stage,
And all the Time Lords and Ladies merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one Time Lord in his time plays many parts,
His acts being thirteen regenerations.**

He stole a vehicle and ran away from home. He kidnapped his first companions to spare himself the trouble of being discovered. He taught a pacifist species the art of war so that they could help him defeat an enemy. He blew things up, or caused things to go awry, and when they did he’d find a way to blame his companions. And if he was proven wrong about something? He’d apologize. Reluctantly. The first Doctor was a crotchety old man prone to mood swings.

Or was he?

Despite William Hartnell’s age, we are seeing the Doctor at his youngest. He’s spoiled, obstinate and impulsive. He leads with his emotions; well-intentioned, but dismissive of the people he cares about. He doesn’t take responsibility for his mistakes and gets upset when he doesn’t get his way. The first Doctor is a far cry from the Doctor we know today, and while the BBC had no idea that Doctor Who would be around for decades, it’s interesting to look at this early version of the Doctor in the context of a Time Lord who is now 900-plus years old and has spent his time maturing under the guidance of his companions. In this context, the first Doctor is a bratty child who’s finding himself. In Season Two, the Doctor experiences the tug-of-war between childishness and maturity that is true of adolescents everywhere, no matter what their planet of origin.

Vicki (Maureen O’Brien), Barbara (Jacqueline Hill), Ian (William Russell) and the first Doctor (William Hartnell) in “The Romans.”

Don’t Trust Anyone Over 30

The Doctor’s relationship to his younger companions mirrors the time in which the show was made. The 1960s, in the United States and in the United Kingdom, were all about youth pushing the world forward, and like activist Jack Weinberg said in 1964, they didn’t “trust anyone over 30.” From the beginning, the Doctor has personally benefited from traveling with a young person, and the relationship between the Doctor and Susan – or the Doctor and Vicki – was much less a mentor/mentee or guardian/ward relationship than it was a relationship between compatriots. We see this in how he cares for their emotional needs in a way he doesn’t with his older companions, Ian and Barbara. He cares for their needs, because he understands them. While this is true of Susan, it’s most evident with Vicki, a human teenage girl from the twenty-fifth century, whom we meet in The Rescue. The fact that she is a teenager is important, because she fills the void left by Susan’s departure, and the Doctor would much rather hang out with a teenager than with the Old Fuddy-Duddies. In The Romans, the Doctor and Vicki become impatient with Ian and Barbara being perfectly content to lounge around for weeks. When the Doctor announces that he’s decided to go to Rome to explore, Vicki begs him to take her along, and he enthusiastically agrees. When Barbara suggests that they all go, the Doctor refuses, having said that he was looking forward to taking this trip, because he “can’t wait to get away from [them].” He then proceeds to get into a little rant about how they think he’s not capable, and how they’re acting like his nursemaids. Typical teenage tantrum. Mooooooom! Daaaaad! I wanna do my own thiiiiiing! In The Web Planet, the Doctor and Vicki spend much of the story exploring separately from Ian and Barbara. Barbara and Ian’s parental role is solidified when they talk about “what they’re going to do about” the Doctor privately, the way parents would discuss a child.

Susan and the Doctor almost fall down a giant sink drain in “Planet of the Giants.”

Kids! I Don’t Know What’s Wrong With These Kids Today!

Season Two of Doctor Who is all about growing pains, and before we see the mature Time Lord of which the Doctor is capable of being, we’re treated to plenty of epic brattiness. We are used to the Doctor giving new species a chance or a choice, and never jumping to conclusions based on superficial observations. Yet the moment the first Doctor encounters the large, dying insects in Planet of Giants, he assumes that “the people here are murderers.” He paints a picture of a savage, bloodthirsty people. This may be the show’s commentary on humanity, but the Doctor we know today would never negatively judge a species with limited information. This is the Doctor as a snotty teenager, making quick judgments and assumptions based on limited knowledge of the world.

The Web Planet is chock full of moments like this. As the Doctor and Ian emerge from the TARDIS to look around, happening upon an
ancient pyramid, the Doctor says “It’s old, so old! Look at the state it’s in!” It’s the kind of throwaway comment that a teenager would make when coming up against a history he doesn’t understand or doesn’t fit within his experience. When Vicki names the Zarbi they capture “Zombo” and asks the Doctor if he agrees that Zombo is cute, he says, “Since you mention it, no. I don’t think so” in a tone that both makes fun of Vicki for thinking so and implies that the Zarbi are ugly. Later, when asking for the mental communication device through which the Animus communicates with him, he demands that the Animus “drop this hair dryer, or whatever it is.” These flip, insensitive and disrespectful comments about an alien culture are ones that future Doctors would be reluctant to make. At least, not without the cultures demonstrating that they were really horrible first.

The Doctor’s insensitivity and self-centeredness isn’t just limited to his views on alien races. In The Romans, the Doctor goes along with being mistaken for a murdered famed musician, Maximus Petullian, in order to get to meet Nero. He is more concerned with meeting the Emperor than he is with Vicki’s safety or his own. He also namedrops Hans Christian Anderson in the same story. Later, when Ian and Barbara have been brought to Rome by slave traders, the Doctor narrowly misses Barbara’s sale to the highest bidder by leading Vicki away from the slave auction as something that “wouldn’t interest” her. The Doctor we’ve come to know would never find something as unjust as a slave auction “uninteresting.” But this first Doctor ignores “boring” things like injustice in favor of solving the mystery he’s hopped up on, telling Vicki, “I’ve decided for my own sake I must get to the bottom of it.” Later, we see that Barbara has been purchased as a handmaid to Nero’s wife. Nero has taken to her and chases her around the palace trying to make a move on her. The Doctor sees this, not realizing it’s Barbara and says, “What an extraordinary fellow!” Like a horndog teenage boy, he watches in awe as a powerful guy makes moves on the ladies, apparently not too concerned with consent, or its apparent lack.

In The Crusade, he does want to save Barbara by going to King Richard for help, but he also just seems really jazzed about meeting the king. It’s as if, while he might have experience with time travel, all this “meeting famous historical figures” business is still very new to him and the starstruck Doctor hasn’t yet become jaded about it. And then there’s the mischief for mischief’s sake! Much like in The Romans, the Doctor being in Earth’s past seems to make him more mischievous than usual. In The Crusade, he comes up with this overly-elaborate plan to steal clothes from a merchant. Rather than simply taking advantage of the moment the merchant is distracted by a conversation with someone else to slide clothing to Vicki, he ties ropes to the clothing stand, knocks it down, and uses that as the distraction in a painfully obvious way. One gets the feeling that he was really attached to his original plan – and was determined to go through with it no matter what – because it allowed him to knock things over. In The Romans, the Doctor reacts to every situation like a boy in a man’s body. He thoroughly enjoys getting into a fight and says to Vicki, “I am so constantly outwitting the opposition, I tend to forget the delights and satisfaction of the gentle art of fisticuffs.”

Susan and Barbara, who is even more badass a companion than Donna Noble. Yeah, I said it.

You Take the Good, You Take the Bad, You Take Them Both and There You Have…The First Doctor.

It wasn’t all bad behavior, though. As I said, this season was about growing and even as the Doctor was being a huge brat, he was also developing good qualities. A major mark of maturity is taking responsibility for one’s actions and in Planet of Giants, the Doctor acknowledges his bratty behavior for the first time, and genuinely apologizes for it. After snapping at Barbara and Ian while trying to figure out where they are, he follows up with an apology saying, “I always forget the niceties under pressure.” He feels the need to explain his behavior to people who are becoming his friends, rather than clinging to an image of superiority. By spending more time with his companions, he’s started learning humility. The world doesn’t revolve around him and his cleverness, and this is an idea he’s never faced.

Throughout Planet of Giants, the Doctor displays a joyous, youthful exuberance that we are used to seeing in more current Doctors. What sets it apart in the first Doctor is that it doesn’t jibe with his elderly body, giving his determination to do certain things a teenage willfulness. When he insists on climbing a wall so that Barbara “doesn’t hurt her- self,” it’s like a boy who insists he can drive the family car by himself with only a learner’s permit. There’s also his gleeful pyromania as he exclaims “There’s nothing like a good fire, is there!” after helping to cause a conflagration to get the attention of the normal-sized humans. There is troublemaking, yes, but there’s also the sense of wonder and adventure that will stick with him and evolve along with his better, more mature qualities.

It’s established pretty early on that he’s got it in him to be better. By the end of The Dalek Invasion of Earth the Doctor has noticed that Susan is in love and is sacrificing her feelings out of loyalty for him when she agrees to return to the TARDIS. Despite Susan’s insistence, the Doctor leaves her behind, moving on with Barbara and Ian. This seems callous at first, taking away the agency of a character who already had very little. However, as the Doctor clearly has no problem with stealing TARDISes and kidnapping companions, it is unclear how willing a passenger Susan really was to begin with. This was the Doctor making amends, allowing her not to feel forced to stay out of obligation to him. He shuts her out of the TARDIS because he knows that, though she would never decide to stay behind, she would be much happier on Earth with David, starting an adult life of her own rather than remaining “the child” on the TARDIS.

While this act shows that the Doctor has the emotional maturity to recognize that sometimes the needs of other people are more important than his own, it also marks the Doctor’s hubris as something that he will continually need to keep in check. Before leaving Susan, it was an accepted part of his character that, for all his brilliance, he was conceited and selfish. Once he’s demonstrated the love and compassion of which he is capable, it becomes something viewers can hold up as a standard. Just as, once a child becomes a teenager and is old enough to “know better,” we become less tolerant of their childish flaws.

In Series Five of New Who, River Song explains to Amy Pond that she knew leaving the Doctor a message in a museum would get to him, because museums are how the Doctor “keeps score.” Season Two sees the first Doctor visit his first museum in space (“I always thought I’d find one one day!”), and it is here that he not only begins keeping score, but starts to become the kind of Time Lord he’s going to be.

A scene from “The Space Museum.”

In The Space Museum, two recurring phrases pop up numerous times in the Doctor’s dialogue: “I don’t mind admitting…” and “I must confess…” Up until now, the Doctor has had trouble acknowledging shortcomings and flaws – but in this story, he’s overly-enthusiastic about doing so. When they come across the empty Dalek shell in the museum, he says, “I don’t mind admitting, my boy, that that thing gave me a start, coming face to face with it again.” When attempting to figure out the time-track, the Doctor says, “I don’t mind admitting I’ve found it difficult to understand the Fourth Dimension.” Later, he “must confess” that he is lost, and can’t find the way out by going the way they came. Apparently, there’s no zealot like a convert and once the Doctor has learned that humility is prized over superiority, he overcompensates.

However, the thing that really defines the Doctor in this story is his being captured by the Moroks. He is subjected to a deep freeze so he can be put on display as a museum exhibit, but he’s still alive and able to hear everything that’s going on. It is a vulnerable and frightening position for the Doctor. When Ian forces the Moroks to reanimate him, the Doctor emerges from his immobility by lashing out like a cornered animal. He is changed. Whereas he started this story as someone who could be amused by hiding from the Moroks in a Dalek shell, being made truly helpless has hardened him, forcing him to grow up faster than he might have liked. The Doctor is a defiant survivor as he says to Ian, “Thanks to you, dear boy, I’m now de-iced, and I think I’m quite capable of facing up to the climate once more.” The scene is heartbreaking as we see the air of an assault or rape victim in Hartnell’s performance. He’s trying to convince himself as well as Ian and the Moroks that he’s okay. He allows his bitterness to take over just once when he suggests that the Moroks could test the machine’s effects on its victims by getting into it themselves. But then the Doctor says, “You think yourselves lucky. My conscience won’t allow me to do that. It’s a pity, isn’t it? It’s a pity!” And there is the Doctor we’ve come to know; a Doctor who’s had horrific experiences, but who still has the strength to let his conscience be his guide and do what’s right despite what he might want to do. The Doctor has grown up.

There comes a time in every Time Lord’s life when he can’t live with his parents anymore. In The Chase, after a quest through several worlds with the Daleks in pursuit, Ian and Barbara have the opportunity to go back to their own time by using a Dalek time machine, and they want to take it. The Doctor is furious, saying he can’t abide a “suicide mission” that uses equipment with which they’re unfamiliar. But it’s actually about all the feelings it’s more difficult to talk about: the fact that he loves his friends and will miss them, the fact that he doesn’t want to be alone. Eventually, with Vicki’s encouragement, he helps Ian and Barbara use the machine, then lets them go. After he sees that Barbara and Ian have made it back home safely, he says to Vicki, “I shall miss them. Yes, I shall miss them. Silly old fusspots.”

Once they leave the TARDIS, Barbara and Ian live happily ever after. Their Doctor has grown up.

The Seven Ages of Time Lord

It’s interesting that Doctor Who managed to have the oldest actor ever to play the Doctor play him at his youngest, and now the youngest actor ever to play the Doctor playing him at his oldest. Yet for such a timey-wimey existence, it’s appropriate. The Seven Ages of Time Lord wouldn’t happen when they’re supposed to. So what if the “whining school-boy” is living in the body of “second childishness and mere oblivion?” That doesn’t mean we can’t relate to each stage. The eleventh incarnation of the Doctor said, “My friends have always been the best of me.” The Doctor has a long history of being shaped and guided by his companions. However, they were never more important than at the beginning, during the Doctor’s formative years, helping him navigate the choppy waters of Time Lord adolescence and steering him toward becoming the adult he was meant to be. It takes a village to raise a child. Or in the case of Time Lords, a TARDIS full of people. Once the Doctor and Team TARDIS are safe at the end of The Space Museum, having changed their future, the Doctor cheerfully says, “The future doesn’t look too bad after all, does it?” All these years later, the Doctor’s future is as bright as ever!

**With all due respect to William Shakespeare and his wonderful play, As You Like It.



BREAKING NEWS! Doctor Who has been awarded an Institutional Peabody Award this year!

For those who don’t know, the Peabody is the world’s first and most prestigious award for broadcasting and electronic media. From the website:

The George Foster Peabody Awards recognize distinguished achievement and meritorious service by broadcasters, cable and Webcasters, producing organizations, and individuals. The awards program is administered by the Grady College of Journalism and Mass Communication at the University of Georgia. Selection is made each spring by the Peabody Board, a 16-member panel of distinguished academics, television critics, industry practitioners and experts in culture and the arts.

Doctor Who (and BBC/Cymru Wales) has apparently won the award because:

Seemingly immortal, 50-years-old and still running, this engaging, imaginative sci-fi/fantasy series is awarded an Institutional Peabody for evolving with technology and the times like nothing else in the known television universe.

Or, you know the WHOLE Universe! 😉 Yeah, that sounds about right.

CONGRATULATIONS to Doctor Who, as well as to all the other Peabody winners this year! (especially Girls!)

The Last Acceptable Prejudice

Sasha Trabane in her badass TARDIS dress at Arisia this year! Photo by jere7my (Flicker).

Sasha Trabane in her badass TARDIS dress at Arisia this year! Photo by jere7my (Flicker).

First of all, can we just talk about how AMAZING this TARDIS dress is?! This photo has been making the rounds on BoingBoing, Facebook, and Tumblr, and with good reason. This dress is awesome, and its model/creator, Sasha Trabane, should be SO PROUD. I wish I could make things…

Sadly, it appears no woman can cosplay without some sort of backlash. I saw this composite on my friend Andrea’s FB feed. She got it from Tumblr:

Bullshit indeed!

Bullshit indeed!

Apparently, a woman cosplaying at ALL, no matter what she looks like, is risking some kind of backlash. If she’s thin (and thus, “hot”), she’s criticized for being “fake.” If she’s overweight, she’s criticized for not being “hot” enough. It seems that women in the geek community just can’t win.

This started as a feminist post, and I could go on and on about the double-standards that women face when it comes to appearance.  I could also talk about how hypocritical it is for geeks to tear down other geeks when all we do is complain about how we were torn down in our youths by bullies. But there’s something else I want to talk about.

It’s generally deemed unacceptable to be racist, sexist, or homophobic. Sure, there are plenty of racists, sexists, and homophobes out there, but these days they are more likely to espouse their hateful views in hushed tones, knowing that there might be social repercussions from Society at Large. Religious intolerance runs rampant, from the way Americans see “those people” in the Middle East to the way we fight amongst each other, whether it’s Christians Vs. Other Religions or Believers Vs. Atheists. But again, people that espouse those views know that they’ll have to deal with a powerful backlash. Yet for some reason, it’s totally OK to make fun of fat people. It’s the last acceptable prejudice.

In fact, just yesterday this 82 year old “bioethicist” (is that an actual job?) came out and said that fat-shaming should be used to combat obesity. Like, as a serious medical solution. What’s disturbing is that so many people in the comments at the post I link to agree with him.

Because fat people are fat because they’re lazy. If they would just stop eating so much and exercise more they wouldn’t have this problem. Never mind that overeating can have to do with any number of things, from thyroid conditions, to emotional/psychological issues, to the powerful food industry/lobby providing unhealthy food cheap while driving up prices on food that’s actually good for us. (I’ll never forget the day I saw the list of WIC-accepted food at a supermarket I went to – a person on food stamps can easily purchase potato chips, but not vegetables) According to the World Health Organization:

The fundamental cause of obesity and overweight is an energy imbalance between calories consumed and calories expended. Globally, there has been:

  • an increased intake of energy-dense foods that are high in fat, salt and sugars but low in vitamins, minerals and other micronutrients; and
  • a decrease in physical activity due to the increasingly sedentary nature of many forms of work, changing modes of transportation, and increasing urbanization.

Changes in dietary and physical activity patterns are often the result of environmental and societal changes associated with development and lack of supportive policies in sectors such as health, agriculture, transport, urban planning, environment, food processing, distribution, marketing and education.


Individual responsibility can only have its full effect where people have access to a healthy lifestyle. Therefore, at the societal level it is important to:

  • support individuals in following the recommendations above, through sustained political commitment and the collaboration of many public and private stakeholders;
  • make regular physical activity and healthier dietary patterns affordable and easily accessible too all – especially the poorest individuals.

The food industry can play a significant role in promoting healthy diets by:

  • reducing the fat, sugar and salt content of processed foods;
  • ensuring that healthy and nutritious choices are available and affordable to all consumers;
  • practicing responsible marketing;
  • ensuring the availability of healthy food choices and supporting regular physical activity practice in the workplace.
McDonald's in South Africa. Photo credit unknown.

McDonald’s in South Africa. Photo credit unknown.

Hear that, everyone? It’s not about this person or that person being “lazy” or having “no will-power” or “self-control.” It’s about high-income and middle-income countries  “improving” our lives so much that we can be sedentary, because we have the technology that allows us all to sit on our asses all day. It’s about those same nations foisting their “energy-dense foods that are high in fat, salt and sugars but low in vitamins, minerals and other micronutrients” on other countries in the name of global commerce.

You folks have seen Wall-E, right?

And then there are the people who are going through emotional hardships or suffering from depression who, rather than turning to alcohol or drugs for comfort and escape, turn to food. Yet people who abuse food get treated with less sympathy than do those who abuse drugs. Even in the world of eating disorders, people who starve themselves get treated with more seriousness than those who overeat. Why? Why is it easier to see anorexia as an eating disorder, whereas most people see overeating as a matter of personal responsibility? Why is it so easy to take an anorexic seriously, but laugh at the expense of someone who is overweight? Is it because, at least in the case of someone who is anorexic, they are “closer” to a societal ideal than is a fat person? What kind of messed up thinking is that?

I am technically obese. There has never been a point in my life where I haven’t been overweight. I’ve spent the better part of the past year dealing with my issues with food. I know that I’ve overeaten for many reasons, often right after someone would tell me I eat too much. As a big Fuck You. As an exertion of control. You can’t tell me what I can’t or can’t eat! I’ll do what I want! I’m not going to get into it here (at least not now), but if you know anything about me and the things I’ve accomplished in the course of my life, you’ll know that “laziness” has nothing to do with it. I still have a long way to go, but I’m working on it – being more conscious of not just what I eat, but why. Exercising more. Trying to live a life that’s healthier not just physically, but emotionally and spiritually, and valuing myself enough to actually deal with the problems and emotions I used to ignore by eating a pint of ice cream a day. Yeah – I used to do that. I don’t anymore.

The point of this rambly post? 🙂 The next time you feel yourself about to comment on someone’s size, ask yourself why. Why is it that the very sight of someone who is overweight brings out your worst self? What is it about that person that prompts your need to comment? What is there to be gained? Why is it so important to you to vocalize your feelings about someone’s size, a propos of nothing, just because that person has the audacity to exist?

They say that the best way to get what we want is to help others get what they want. Realize that we all have a part to play in each other’s health and well-being, and that we are all best served not by berating each other, but by ensuring that each of us has access to a healthier, happier life.


I’m a bad, bad girl. So, there was much hullabaloo at this blog over my participation in the Chicks Unravel Time anthology out by Mad Norwegian Press, but no mention whatsoever of the release of the other Doctor Who-related anthology of which I’m a part. Allow me to remedy that now…

I am extremely proud to be included in ATB Publishing’s first publication, the anthology OUTSIDE IN: 160 New Perspectives on 160 Classic Doctor Who Stories by 160 Writers, edited by the fabulous Robert Smith?. The book had its grand debut at Chicago TARDIS this year – shortly after Chicks Unravel Time was released, in fact. I had so much fun writing my essay, “Planet of the Spiders: The Interconnectedness of Tibetan and Gallifreyan Culture. Sort Of.” In it, I discuss the accidental racism in Classic Who…but, you know, with humor. I mean, what’s not funny about White actors playing Asian characters.

Um, wait…

Anyway, it’s a piece I think you’ll like in an anthology that’s pretty amazing and ambitious. If you’re still doing any kind of holiday shopping, pick it up for the Whovians in your life! Check it out!

Chicks Unravel Time – Available NOW!

I spent my blogging time yesterday being angry at Tony Harris, when what I should’ve been doing was focusing on the release of an all-female Doctor Who anthology of which I’m lucky enough to be a part!

CHICKS UNRAVEL TIME was released yesterday, and I’m so thrilled it’s finally out in the world! My essay, “All of Gallifrey’s a Stage: The Doctor In Adolescence,” appears in it, and I’m very proud of it – mostly, because it’s the result of me stepping out of my comfort zone and writing about a Doctor I didn’t particularly like at first. It’s a great book with an amazing list of contributors. Even if you could give a shit about MY writing, I’d highly recommend this book for the rest of the talent that’s in it!

Chicks Unravel Time, edited by the fabulous Deborah Stanish and the wonderful LM Myles, is available NOW wherever books are sold!

BTW – If I were doing a series of readings in the Los Angeles area…who’d come? 🙂 (comment below!)

Tor Post: “Doctor Who – The Angels Take Manhattan”

Well, here it is, folks! My last Doctor Who review at until the Christmas special!

Goodbye, Amy and Rory. I will miss you.


I cried. Buckets. Not stoic, noble, dignified tears, either. I’m talking snot-drippage and heaving. I’m talking the kind of crying kids do, because they’re, like, four and they don’t know what else to do with themselves. It was worse because I was alone, watching “The Angels Take Manhattan” at 3am on, because I couldn’t watch the broadcast earlier in the day. So, I was heave-sobbing all alone in my room as I watched the Doctor heave-sob over the departure of Amy and Rory.

Damn you, Moffat.

For the complete review, or to post a comment, CLICK HERE!

ANNOUNCEMENT: Representing New-School Whovians in Classic Who Fandom!

So, I finally get to announce two really awesome Doctor Who-related projects with which I’m involved! YAY! For both, I delve into Classic Who, bringing what my editors/publishers have called a fresh, unique perspective to writing about the classic series.

That’s right, mo-fos. If Classic Who fandom is like a duffel bag full of sweaty gym socks, I’m the fucking Febreze.

From the publishers that brought you the Hugo Award-winning Chicks Dig Time Lords and the fabulous Whedonistas (in which I also have an essay), comes the sister anthology to Chicks Dig Time Lords called Chicks Unravel Time: Women Journey Through Every Season of Doctor Who,edited by Deborah Stanish and LM Myles. This is a more ambitious book than Chicks Dig Time Lords in that it’s a season-by-season analysis of the entire series from Hartnell to Smith. Check out the fabulous contributor list HERE. (can you believe I’m in the same book as these people?!)

When I was approached to contribute to the book, I was asked to choose the top three seasons of the show that I’d like to write about. So, I chose one Pertwee season (he’s my favorite classic Doctor), and two New Who seasons. Surely, I’d get one of my choices! Right?


By the time I got my picks in, they’d already been taken, and all that were left were Doctors I haven’t gotten to yet (I’ve only gotten through Tom Baker in classic episodes, so I’ve not seen anything from Davison through McGann) and…*gulp*…the First Doctor. “NOOOOOOOO!” I thought. “I hate that guy! He’s such a toooooooool! Any essay I write will be some variation of Blah-blah-blah-douchebag. Blah-blah-douchebag. Blah-blah-what a douchebag!” But in the spirit of challenging myself, I agreed to write about the second season of Doctor Who, which features stories like “Planet of the Giants,” “The Romans,” and “The Space Museum.”

And I’m so glad I did, because as I re-watched those episodes, I started seeing the First Doctor in an entirely new context. The divide between Classic and New went away, and I started seeing him as the younger version of the 900+ year old Gallifreyan we know today. That changed everything, including how I feel about him. You can read my essay, “All of Gallifrey’s a Stage: The Doctor in Adolescence,” when Chicks Unravel Time is released NOVEMBER 13TH!

And then, once you’ve read my essay in Chicks Unravel Time and have gotten good and sad about the fact that you’ll have no new Classic Who writing from me to look forward to…dry those eyes! Because there’s another anthology coming out in November that will feature my unique take on Classic Who: ATB Publishing’s first book, Outside In: 160 New Perspectives on 160 Classic Doctor Who Stories by 160 Writers, edited by Robert Smith?. (Yes, the question mark belongs there. Robert Smith is a common name. Robert Smith? is not.) This book goes a step further than even Chicks Unravel Time in that it not only examines the show season-by-season, but story-by-story, each contributor writing a review of one Doctor Who story.

Robert approached me about contributing at Gallifrey One earlier this year on the recommendation of my Whedonistas editor, Deborah Stanish (thanks, Deb!), and said that he needed someone to review the Third Doctor’s (squee!) final story, “Planet of the Spiders.” Of course I would! I love the Third Doctor, and would be happy to revisit him. Then Robert stressed that he wanted the reviews in this book to tread new ground. As he says in a blurb on the ATB website:

It’s the biggest, wildest idea I ever had: as many reviews are there are classic series stories. That alone was a huge undertaking. But what really makes this shine is that I put in an additional requirement: say something different. In short, these aren’t your father’s reviews. What I wanted for OUTSIDE IN was takes on the classic series that make you go, ‘Wow, I never thought of that.’ Fortunately, that struck a chord with everyone and I mostly got to sit back and watch everybody bring their A-game to the table.

Some reviews are thoughtful, some are funny, and some are utterly gonzo. I’ve had mock-angry letters to the BBC, transcripts of council meetings, even a recipe. There are flow charts, maps, TV scripts, timelines, Shakespearean plays… and, of course, intensely passionate and vocal opinions about the entirety of Doctor Who. You may not agree with everything that’s said in this book – indeed, I hope you don’t! – but the end result is something intensely personal that every Doctor Who fan will find resonates with them in some way.

*gulp* NO PRESSURE. Just, you know, WRITE ABOUT DOCTOR WHO IN A WAY NO ONE ELSE EVER HAS BEFORE. WHATEVS. I hit upon something, though, and wrote about it in a way that’s pretty damn funny. 🙂 You can check out my take on “Planet of the Spiders” when Outside In comes out NOVEMBER 23rd!

So, November’s a big month if you enjoy me and/or Doctor Who! (Ideally, you love both!) Get ready, because going into the new year there just might be some events happening where I’ll be celebrating these two fabulous books and interacting with you IN PERSON. 🙂 Stay tuned! And get thee to your favorite booksellers in November for Chicks Unravel Time and Outside In!

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