nablowrimo day 13- “The Final Frontier…”

I am an unabashed Star Trek Fan. Call me a Trekkie. Declare me a nerd. Say I’m a geek. Tell me I live in my mother’s basement. I don’t. Anymore.

Star Trek for me was the opening to the new worlds of imagination and creativity. Flying through the blackness of space as if cowboys, shooting first and asking later. Declaring, “RED ALERT!” and going to battle stations. Staring down death so many times and coming out on top. James T. Kirk was my first introduction as I would catch episodes of The Original Series (TOS) late in the afternoons after school. Soon it was The Next Generation (TNG) and it was all downhill from there.

I had toys, I had play sets, action figures (not dolls, thankyouverymuch!) and a unstoppable mind that would put me in the captain’s chair, commanding a unstoppable starship into the unknown of space.

I’ve written Star Trek fiction. I’ve got two uniforms. One from TNG and the other from TOS Motion Picture series (TMP). I’ve worn it a few times and intend to wear it for Halloween. In a hospital. Should be…entertaining?

The wonderment that this show started in me continues today. I look skyward and wonder what is out there. I imagine someday there being a base on the Moon. Mars. Beyond. I can see the first space explorers going beyond the planets (which still include Pluto you dumb scientists) and finding what the galaxy holds.

Whenever I hear the theme songs for any of the shows I drift back into memories of watching the thrilling, touching and world changing stories play out before me on my small little television set. I will never forget watching “Yesterday’s Enterprise” where we discovered a deeper history into the ships named Enterprise. I get misty every time I see DeForest Kelly reprising his role as Dr. McCoy in the first episode of TNG. My heart soars when Scotty works through figuring out where he fits as he is pulled from a transporter buffer in “Relics” and how the TNG crew interacts with him.

Watching Spock die in “Wrath of Khan”. Hell, all of Wrath of Khan is just a masterpiece. Each movie has a special place in my heart (even Final Frontier, even it is at the far end of my heart) that can’t resist watching them again and again. As the stories play out and the moments of fist pumping euphoria I can’t help but wonder if Star Trek had never found a place in my life, what would happened to me?

Would I have different? Would I actually have become something other than a nerd who likes Star Trek? I like to think Star Trek saved me from falling to despair or retreating from the world. I like to think Star Trek inspired in me imagination, dreams and hopes. And that watching it play across the TV, I realized there were people out there that enjoyed this show. People wrote this stuff, produced it, acted it out and made it what it was.

I was not alone. And maybe that’s the answer.

Enough of the blabbing. Navigator, set course out of this blog entry. Maximum warp, on my mark.

Engage…

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National Blog Writing Month (nablowrimo) is underway! 22 bloggers from around the world are united in blogging once a day! You should read them and check ‘em out every day!  See more details at the site here or look at the list below!

NaBloWriMo Bloggers

• groovygrrl
• I’m Not Hannah
• The Kittalog
• Indian Food Rocks!
• Cooking and Me
• The Way I Always Was
• Jugalbandi
• Culinary Colorado
• Digging In
• Thistle Dew Farm
• Mimi On The Move
• Enjoy Indian Food
• Siri’s Corner
• Conch-to-be
• Nags of a Similar Ilk
• Damn Yankee, Vermont
• Aaron Delay
• Fun Climbs Around the World
• Seriously Wonderful
• Straight From Hel
• Use Real Butter
• Here it is!!!