I have a confession to make. I wasn’t terribly interested in science fiction when I was younger. I was far more into romance and horse stories! I discovered fantasy in high school, and read everything I could get my hands on, but I thought science fiction was too heavy, too hard to understand.
Sure, I saw movies like Jurassic Park, but I didn’t see that as science fiction. I was late seeing ones like Star Wars, and I thought Star Trek was old and boring. *hangs head*
I didn’t really discover science fiction until my husband introduced me to it. It started out innocently enough. I watched Stargate occasionally, when I caught it on TV, so he started taping the episodes and bringing them over to watch together, just to make sure I didn’t miss any. Then he suggested we watch Star Trek Deep Space Nine.
What can I say, I was in that new stage of a relationship when you’ll happily watch anything if you get to watch it with a certain person. And thus I was hooked!
Even now thirteen years later, sharing new science fiction TV shows is one of our favourite things to do as a couple. Now I’ve seen all the Star Trek movies and series (except the Original Series, which I still can’t bring myself to watch), all the different Stargate series, Farscape, Battlestar Galactica, Babylon 5, Firefly, and probably some others that I can’t recall at the moment.
Even with loving sci-fi shows, I haven’t read much in the genre. A couple of Asimov novels, Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, and some Anne McCaffrey novels (which I still see as more fantasy than sci-fi).
It was somewhat of a surprise to me to find myself writing one. But Tyris insisted that he needed to have a spaceship, and who am I to argue?
I’m making up for my lack of sci-fi reading now, or trying to. Check out my Goodreads profile (link on the right), to see what I’ve been reading.