Goren Withdrawals: A Case Study In Obsession
Author's note:
To my loving and adoring legions who knew me best at the height of Redemption Song, this is for you! Sad as it is, I no longer write many LOCI fics, having confined myself to the new sexy Doctor, better known as David Tennant. Australia has just got season three's first two-parter, starting with Daleks in Manhattan. sigh Oh David...
Anyhoo, this is especially for the people who infallibly kept my spirits afloat while the writer's block set in before I discovered Doctor Who. Thank you always.
Found on the dresser of a missing person
To my family,
I know you all have thought me crazy. Insane. Mad. Whatever you wish to call it. But I assure you, I am none of the afore mentioned. I am completely sane and, to prove it to you, I have admitted myself to Carmel Ridge for psychiatric observation. Now, I know what you're going to say. She's really lost it this time, hasn't she? Completely off her rocker. Off the plank and into Loonyland, am I right? I reassure you, that is not the case. I am here of my own accord, to seek help in dealing with my Goren addiction.
I've seen the way you people look at me, like I'm some sort of lunatic (which incidently, is related the latin for moon, luna, together with the occurance of PMS every twenty-eight days, like the moon cycle... enough, I know). But I swear, the only reason that I am so interested in the television cop is his intelligence. The way he tracks criminals with effortless ease, his logic, his reasoning... the rest of the world pales in comparison to his genius.
I am not saying that he is the true genius. To say this would be denying greats like Shakespeare and Einstein, both of whose works I expect he is well versed in. No, I simply note that Goren is an extraordinarily intelligent man, unlike many of those who surround me. I often wonder how my brother finds both shoes in the morning when compared to Goren's greatness.
I ask you, do not try to find me. It will be easier on you if you do not. You may continue to live out your 'normal' lives and be happy in the knowledge that I am safe and looked after. Maybe one day, they will find the cure for being madly in love with the world's smartest man... oh, dear, I believe I have gone too far again.
Live a fantastic life, keep an open mind and never allow your library card to go dusty,
Your child.