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Well, it's been one of those weeks. Not as bad as I'd feared going into it on some fronts, worse than I'd imagined in others. I can probably survive work, now that I've figured out that keeping a sign saying "Medical Coverage" in front of my nose is good for keeping my mouth shut at meetings. And while the doctor and I aren't on the same page, she is willing to keep listening, has given me a prescription which I'm hoping will make the difference between being merely functional and feeling good, and has given me a way to get access to the information I want and need to make my arguments.
So those things went better.
But I have to stop writing fan letters to actors. It's a lot easier on the heart when you keep your love for the character on the screen, who will always be young, and cheeky, and handsome... and alive, as long as the writers are merciful or you don't watch that episode.
Twenty years ago I very shyly let Ian Marter know how much I enjoyed Harry Sullivan on Doctor Who, and he died shortly thereafter, much too young. Beginning of March I worked up my nerve to mail Gareth Hunt a letter telling him how much I'd liked what he'd done in The New Avengers and we lost him this week. And I don't even think I mailed it to the right address.
But here's the letter, anyway, just because:
( Dear Mr. Hunt, )
Goodbye, Gareth. I'll miss you. I'm glad I've still got Mike Gambit, though. Still young, and handsome, and brilliant...
So those things went better.
But I have to stop writing fan letters to actors. It's a lot easier on the heart when you keep your love for the character on the screen, who will always be young, and cheeky, and handsome... and alive, as long as the writers are merciful or you don't watch that episode.
Twenty years ago I very shyly let Ian Marter know how much I enjoyed Harry Sullivan on Doctor Who, and he died shortly thereafter, much too young. Beginning of March I worked up my nerve to mail Gareth Hunt a letter telling him how much I'd liked what he'd done in The New Avengers and we lost him this week. And I don't even think I mailed it to the right address.
But here's the letter, anyway, just because:
( Dear Mr. Hunt, )
Goodbye, Gareth. I'll miss you. I'm glad I've still got Mike Gambit, though. Still young, and handsome, and brilliant...
