This week, Community Support team member Stephanie explains how science fiction was a family affair for her growing up. So much so, that when she’s feeling homesick, she’ll cue up a song from the 1977 animated version of The Hobbit.
Growing up I was surrounded by my dad’s love for science fiction. The short, easy to remember list includes Star Wars, every version of Star Trek (does anyone else remember the Star Trek board game that came with a video tape?!), and of course the LOTR books, cartoons and movies.
My dad passed this love to my brothers who always had their noses in books like the Foundation series, Macroscope, Ender’s Game, the Dune series, and Warhammer 40k. Just confirming this list with them started an intense discussion of the Necromunda series’ place in Warhammer 40k
“Necromunda is Warhammer 40k. We didn’t know at the time”
”Yea, but it’s its own game and has no Space Marines”
I never got as deep into SciFi as the men in my family did, although I’ve read Alas, Babylon at least a dozen times, and that counts. SciFi has always been more of a familial tie that became part of my life because it was there and I knew about it without actually knowing about it. Kind of like my Warhammer army made of woodland forrest creatures instead of Tyrannids that will hopefully destroy my boyfriend’s Space Marines and brothers’ Chaos Daemons and Tau.
When I feel myself missing my family, I actively seek out a dose of SciFi. I’ll throw on a song from the hobbit cartoon via youtube and smile, even though that cartoon has always terrified me and I will always roll my eyes when we’re in close quarters and the boys start chanting the opening to Funny Little Things. That’s SciFi.