(Formerly known as "Samantha Winchester.")
I was six years old, there were only two things I wanted
to do when I grew up. Fly jet planes and marry Scott
guessed it. I'd just discovered Thunderbirds.
remember a lot about that first time around, except how much I
loved it, and how wild Mongol hordes couldn't have budged me
from my crosslegged position on the floor in front of the
television set when it was on. As an adult, only fragments of
scenes stuck in my mind...I remembered the Crablogger and the
Sidewinder but couldn't remember what they did,
exactly...although I did sort of recall the Sidewinder falling
into the pit. My strongest memory, though, was of Scott
crashing Thunderbird One into the desert in "The Uninvited."
Nothing else from that episode...not even what it was
about...just how incredibly gorgeous he was, stumbling
around with that nasty gash on his forehead. I remember
sobbing in breathlessly excited hysterics when he passed out,
and who could forget that lovely dramatic long shot of him
draped, unconscious, halfway out of the open hatch? Oh, it was
years later, I've rediscovered the joy of bashing him on the
head...and I'm still enjoying every minute of it.
initial run of the series, I didn't see Thunderbirds
again for a long time (that was well before the concept of
"reruns" was born). I faithfully worked my way through other
Gerry and Sylvia Anderson series such as Captain Scarlet
and UFO -- my favorite of the time after
Thunderbirds (although my mother claimed I was very
attached to the previous Anderson series, Fireball XL5
and Stingray, I have only cursory memories of both
those shows - chiefly the end song "Marina" and Commander
Shore saying "Anything can happen in the next half hour" in
Stingray, and only vague images of Fireball XL5.
Hmmm. Time for another trip to the discount DVD site,
methinks...). I also made my regular weekly pilgrimages to our
local W.H. Smiths store to add to my collection of the TV
Century 21 Comics that included all those shows. My family
went overseas in the early 1970s, and I wound up in a boarding
school that didn't allow us television or radios, so I missed
the resurgences of the show that happened in later years.
forward to the summer of 2002. I was in a slump, to put it
mildly. I hadn't written prose in what seemed like forever,
and my attempts at screenwriting were being stymied by a
three-year case of writers block that even the Mole would have
had trouble drilling through. The only writing I was doing was
at my publicity job, depressingly enough...and press releases,
cast bios and summary blurbs for series episodes just weren't
cutting it as creative expression.
it happened. I'll never forget it. I was in the living room of
my house, actually leaving the room, my back to the
television. And my roommate and writing partner (you know her
as Molly here and on TIWF) changed the channel. And then I
heard his voice.
like a moment in a movie...the years fell away like dust.
There was no mistaking the voice I'd fallen in love with when
I was six, even though I hadn't heard it once since I had been
that age. I turned around in shock and there he was...Scott
Tracy, every bit as gorgeous as I remembered. Thunderbirds
was being broadcast on Tech TV, and in moments of watching, I
was just as hooked as I'd ever been.
moment, corny as it sounds, changed everything. Within days my
writers block had disappeared completely, and I was hard at
work writing what would become my ongoing TB novel, "Secrets
and Lies." I searched the web (on Molly's advice, since she'd
been there already!) for something new to me, an online
community...and found Fran Lavery's site "The Archives." Fran
became my very first Thunderbirds - and online -
friend. And the rest, as they say, is history. That group of
two has multiplied like hamsters in a cage, and now I have a
community of friends I wouldn't trade for the world. And we
also have places to be (thanks in large part to the
web-building skills and talents of Lyon and the help of LMC,
Skywench, GillyLee, Ziggy...it goes on and on!), the Tracy
Island Writers Forum on Yahoo Groups, this site, The Tracy
Island Chronicles, and the upcoming Tracy Island
Archives...which is a revamp of Fran's original Archives site.
One thing's for sure...never again will Thunderbirds
fanfiction lack a permanent home. At least, not on my watch.
I won't say I haven't experienced bouts of writers block since...but somehow, no matter what else is going on, the Tracys always seem to manage to get me in the mood.
boys. I owe you one.