Post by The Doctor on May 15, 2009 21:31:14 GMT -5
A writer? Him? Sure he wrote some poetry here and there, an essay and a recherché paper but a full time writer like J.K. Rowling? Him, never. He just didn’t have that sort of time on his shoulders; if he did he might consider going to a hair dresser and getting his impossible hair tame. Then again since his TARDIS was malfunctioning he might as well pick up the hobby of writing. The things he could put to text. Nobody would believe some of his finest tales of Daleks, Cybermen, Sontarons, his travels or anything he might put into a book. It would be as good as fiction or better. Smiling he wondered where he got that idea. Then again half of the things he let slip were outlandish and would seem (to a naive Human) as fiction.
“Not really, glad you asked though cos I was considering a new hobby. Got a lot of time on my hands these days. Need something to keep me on my toes.” Sighing he looked down at his mug and wished for the TARDIS to get better so he wouldn’t have the issue of wasting time so he could go out into the universe again. He was not the type to be kept cooped up like a caged animal. He needed freedom and running to keep himself healthy, sane, and happy. That was how things were supposed to be. Nothing turned out right in the end it seemed. Everything had its encumbers in the end, wither you paid before or after the actions. Simply things happened, and that was that.
“Not really, glad you asked though cos I was considering a new hobby. Got a lot of time on my hands these days. Need something to keep me on my toes.” Sighing he looked down at his mug and wished for the TARDIS to get better so he wouldn’t have the issue of wasting time so he could go out into the universe again. He was not the type to be kept cooped up like a caged animal. He needed freedom and running to keep himself healthy, sane, and happy. That was how things were supposed to be. Nothing turned out right in the end it seemed. Everything had its encumbers in the end, wither you paid before or after the actions. Simply things happened, and that was that.
