As I said earlier, the lovely French Toast Girl (aka Elena) tagged me, so here are seven things I don't believe I've made public yet.
1) Aravis asks, "What (to you) is the most interesting thing about yourself which you think will be boring (to us)?"
Hmm... I suppose the fact that, when I can't sleep at night, I read Chick Tracts online on my Pocket PC & laugh myself into slumber. (In case you're confused, my philosophy on Chick Tracts- and religion in general for that matter- was best summed up by Jim Huger here.)
2) Anonymous asks, "What is your favourite spot to not think? (I know you never 'not think' but there must be a place or envirnoment you try - apart from sleeping in bed)"
On the subway. I can zone out & clear my mind in about a minute flat, if I can find a seat.
3) Craig J. Quack asks, "If you could snap your fingers (or wiggle your nose or wave your wand [although that could get you arrested if you did it in public]) and one of your long-gestating projects would be finished and exactly the way you always imagined it, which one would you want it be?"
I suppose a very depressing sci-fi book I've temporarily titled "N." I have a begining, a middle, and and end in three different files, none of which quite link up. I have to take the time to write a coherent outline that works out the best of them all, and make it work. The best thing about re-reading it is a) I can see how bad some of it is (which means I've improved,) b) I can clearly tell whose work I was reading at the various times I worked on it & how it influenced the styles, and c) that it all is quite salvageable, if I'd just get down to it!
Now I have to think of things on my own:
4) I have a photographic memory that only remembers useless facts. For example, Jen was wearing a light blue cotton blouse on our first date.
5) I used to have very concrete thoughts and beliefs about the world and myself. Somewhere in the last ten years, all of that was turned on its head. Now, all I can honestly say, in the words of Socrates, is that "All I know is I know nothing."
6) I know all the words to the five longest songs in existence: "Alice's Restaurant,""American Pie," "Taxi," "We Will All Go Together When We Go," and "The Biggest Ball of Twine in Minnesota." (I would have included "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida," but most of that is instrumental.)
7) I completed the entire game of Riven without having to look up a single hint! (Sorry, I couldn't think of anything else.)
If there's anything else you're dying to know, please feel free to comment!