I often wonder if my life would have been any different if I had known I was a Geek at a young age, say teens. If I had known there were so many people like me, who loved SciFi and who were fans of shows I loved so much, and books I so loved to read.
I figured I was “just” a dreamer. Someone who saw bigger, expanding worlds where everyone else just saw dirt and rocks and sand.
I thought I wasn’t a very normal person because I liked different things than the girl next door. She liked music, I loved books about strange creatures and breathtaking adventures.
I grew up, and science fiction, fantasy and all the things I loved so much became part of my life. I expanded on my love for it by writing tentative stories myself. I wrote fanfiction, for Star Trek TNG when that sort of thing became common online.
I tentatively wrote a story about a girl in a world where the government read minds and felt like a geek.
Getting online, 20 or so years ago, changed my life. I found people who were mad about things like I had been all my life. I met people who had gone to conventions to meet fellow Star Trek fans and my mind was blown.
These were my people. I had found those who felt like I did about science fiction and books and tv-series.
And all of a sudden I was part of a tribe. A group of people who were as normal as I was.
I went to a Star Trek convention while on vacation in New York. I saw and met so many people who were as excited about the show as I was. I sat in a theater where a couple of stars from my favorite incarnation of Star Trek, Deep Space Nine, came together and talked about filming the show.