xoGEEK: My Four-Part Transformation Into a Full-Blown "Whovian"

After watching two episodes, I needed to carve out time in my schedule to satisfy my insatiable hunger for traveling space and time.
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After watching two episodes, I needed to carve out time in my schedule to satisfy my insatiable hunger for traveling space and time.

A couple of years ago, I went through a peculiar transformation. I used to be an ordinary woman with commitment issues. Unlike some people who shop too much or eat too many sweets, my problem was with my television. I could NOT consistently watch a TV series. My journey with a new show would start off strong, but by the third episode I would begin to shift my focus to other activities. Yes, I could get a rush from a great movie or a riveting documentary; however, it didn’t seem to bring the same elation others received from pledging their allegiance to a fandom. One fateful day, a Facebook friend’s simple question sent my life on a different trajectory.

“Have you ever watched Doctor Who?”

I was baffled. A million poignant questions scurried through my thoughts.

“What is this Doctor Who? Can this show save me from my lack of TV loyalty? And, why do I care?”

I needed answers. I started my initial research by asking my sci-fi friends if Doctor Who was a good show. I received an overwhelming and resounding “YES!!” from everyone. Next, I hopped online to get a general (albeit confusing) gist of the show. A series about a time-traveling alien named The Doctor who travels to different planets in a blue box called the TARDIS seemed relatively interesting. But, I didn’t have BBC America at the time. 

While I was perusing the Internet, I discovered that the entire reboot was on Netflix. Netflix?!?!?! I had Netflix! So, I decided to watch the first episode of the revived series to see if it would deliver on its promise to be “fantastic". I grabbed some popcorn and snuggled in the bed beside my iPad to give it a whirl. I didn’t realize I would soon become a crazed fanatic of an iconic British sci-fi show.

This is a true story about my 4-step transformation from being a normal person to a full-blown Whovian:

Act 1: The First Encounter

Photo courtesy of PandaWhale

Photo courtesy of PandaWhale

I was immediately intrigued after the first episode. I identified with the young sales associate and soon-to-be-companion Rose Tyler. Like Rose, I desperately wanted something thrilling to interrupt my regularly scheduled life. I watched her leave everything and hop into the TARDIS. And when she left her world behind, I also felt like I was being transported away from my own humble existence. 

I wondered where the time-traveling alien known as The Doctor would take her and what they would discover in the universe. My first encounter with Doctor Who was like eating a Lay’s potato chip: There was no way to be satisfied with just one episode.

Step 2: The Extended Binge

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After watching two episodes, I needed to carve out time in my schedule to satisfy my insatiable hunger for traveling space and time. I was a TARDIS fiend. I marveled at the blue police box and how it was bigger on the inside. I felt my heart leap in my chest when the TARDIS made its trademark “vworp” and groaned as it dematerialized. And I knew Doctor Who would not be another futile attempt at joining a fandom. 

A few days later, I spent several hours diving deep into the Whoniverse. The rest of the first season was a mixed bag of emotions as I laughed, cried, Googled, and screamed my way through the 9th Doctor’s tenure. Since then, I have continued to take my doses of The Doctor in binge form.

Part 3: The Wandering Mind

Photo courtesy of BBC America. 

Photo courtesy of BBC America. 

The struggle to conduct my normal life became difficult after my self-taught history lesson in Doctor Who and a couple of seasons under my belt. The adventures of The Doctor flickered in my head on a 24-hour loop. My mind would wander in the middle of the workday as I mused about what I would do if The Doctor invited me to travel with him. I anticipated returning home each day so I could detach from reality and immerse myself in a world filled with adventure and bravery. 

My brain was wrapped around the TARDIS and I knew I couldn’t avoid a Whovian takeover.

Stage 4: The Lifestyle Assimilation

This is me hanging out with my TARDIS shirt and hella cool sonic screwdriver.

This is me hanging out with my TARDIS shirt and hella cool sonic screwdriver.

I was finally a Doctor Who fanatic. I faithfully watched new episodes and memorized dialogue from my Netflix binges. I began recruiting other Whovians in the name of the Time Lord. I even ushered my then-toddler daughter into the world of The Doctor! Terms like “fantastic,” “Bad Wolf,” and “Allons-y” became a part of my daily dialogue. And my assimilation didn’t stop in my actual life. Soon, my online persona began to change. Doctor Who pictures took over my Facebook profile and #DoctorWho hashtags ruled my Twitter timeline. I finally found my place in a fandom. I was a full-blown Whovian with the shirts and screwdriver to prove it.