If you’re here, you love Star Wars as much as I do. Welcome!
Here’s my Star Wars story:
When I was ten years old in 1981, I saw The Empire Strikes Back for the first time in the movie theater. I went with some friends, and had no idea what Star Wars was, hadn’t seen the the first movie at all, and had only seen Disney movies like Snow White up to that point (ironic?).
It’s not an exaggeration to say that that day changed my life. I instantly loved this galaxy far, far away, and became obsessed throughout my childhood. Eventually, I saw A New Hope (when we finally got a VCR and could rent the tape), and I waited an eternity like every other rabid fan for The Return of the Jedi to come out.
I spent most of my teen years and some of my twenties thinking about not too much else except Star Wars. At that point, I thought the original trilogy was all there was going to be. That was that. And then I kind of got a life, went to college, got married, had my daughter. Star Wars, though forever in my heart, faded into the background of my life for quite some time.
When the prequels came out, I was curious, and a little excited. I brought my 10 year old stepson to see them, and though he loved them, I was a bit disappointed. They didn’t hold the same magic for me as the originals. Maybe I was too old to appreciate them. (I’ve since come to see the error of my ways, and I absolutely love them now, btw).
Fast forward to 2015 when the sequels began to come out. I went to the movie theater guarded, hopeful, but not expectant. And with each one, with repeated viewings, I came to absolutely love them. The magic was back, though in a different way. I started thinking about Star Wars–a lot–the way I did when I was kid. I wanted to talk about it, analyze it, debate it. If I couldn’t find anyone to talk to about it, I talked about it in my head.
I need a blog, I thought. So here it is. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I do writing it.
Enjoy! And of course–