As Lex said, NaPoWriMo starts for us today. Yay! This involves writing 30 poems in 30 days. The official NaPo month is April, but hey, why not break the rules from time to time? June is also NaNoWriMo - novel writing, as opposed to poetry - which involves 50,000 words in a month. I'm doing that as well. Fun. Links to what I write will go on the Facebook page.
Anyway.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/blogs/doctorwho/articles/Matt-Smith-to-leave-Doctor-Who
That there.
Matt Smith to Leave. At Christmas.
Christmas.
I love Christmas. I don't do religion, but Christmas for me is sitting in front of the TV, wrapping paper covering the floor, and eating more sprouts than is healthy. I like sprouts.
We all know that the Doctor must die and regenerate. We all know that it is the same Doctor, but each incarnation has his own personality. I loved 11, more than I loved 10. I liked 9, and he was not as grumpy as fans remember him to be, he did laugh!
We will all cry when 11 dies. We will all be sitting on our sofas, surrounded by things we really need to send back to the shops once they open [or give as gifts to people you forgot...] and crying our collective heart out as we watch 11 die.
So why is this a squee, Ellana...?
Crying at Christmas is not good.
You are right.... but are you? 11 dying means only one thing: 12.
OK two things. We will mourn 11, but we will fall in love with 12, just as we did with 10 and 11. We will miss the fangirl moments, the squeeing in Skype calls when he does something cute. We will miss his bowtie.
But we will love 12.
