“It taught me that “weird and crazy and spooky” and “wrong” are not synonyms – that there is a way to be right even while being uncanny. ”
I love this sentence so much!
There’s a post at Chavisory’s Notebook today that I recommend you read before reading this, because context. Also so I don’t have to repeat it. Picture it cut and pasted in this space (except with more citing and less plagiarism).
I was obsessed with The X-Files as a teenager. Obsessed enough that, unlike any of my prior so-called “special interests,” my family actually knew about this one* and, to a certain extent, supported it.** Enough that I actually made a couple friends, the first friends my own age I’d had since elementary school, based on our shared interest in the show.
But even to my friends and family, I concealed the depth of my absorption. I didn’t really understand it myself. It lasted from a few weeks after the series’ premiere (“Ice,” actually) until just after the first movie- the second-longest-running special interest I’d had until that time. The first…
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