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Reply to this post. In this reply, ask me any number of questions. Any number, as awkward or embarrassing as you like, absolutely anything at all. I promise to answer every question in complete honesty. Anything you want to know about me, and all you have to do is ask it today (okay, maybe not just today). If you're not feeling like posting this in your own LJ, that's fine, you don't have to.*
*Because that's very considerate of Fish.
I always answer questions, anyway. I am one of those wretched people who likes to tell things.
In other news, does anyone remember Kate? I need to send Kate the cheese I bought her in Wisconsin. I wonder what she will say. *flaps pathetically* Gahhhhh, Kaaate.
*Because that's very considerate of Fish.
I always answer questions, anyway. I am one of those wretched people who likes to tell things.
In other news, does anyone remember Kate? I need to send Kate the cheese I bought her in Wisconsin. I wonder what she will say. *flaps pathetically* Gahhhhh, Kaaate.
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Date: 2005-06-16 11:05 pm (UTC)However, when she is blocked--that is, sitting in front of the computer for nearly four hours because she can't work on what she wants to work on because the words aren't coming properly--she obsessively refreshes her flist, and plays Neopets.
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Date: 2005-06-16 10:02 pm (UTC)Aren't questions wonderful, in glass or in stone? Are you good at swallowing pills? What's your favourite shade of green? If you wish you had one talent you don't now, what would it be? What does your handwriting look like? What's your favourite sort of weather?
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Date: 2005-06-16 11:01 pm (UTC)I'm afraid so, even if they are rather silly. No, I choked on one this morning. It really rather depends on what sort of green it is. I love seafoam green colours, but I'd hate them in trees: I love the dark deep greens of vines and leaves. But if it were just any colour of green, completely contextless, it would be deep jade colour. A talent? I should like to be a captivating writer. I want to do what what Hugo did. I want to sustain a story and keep it alive and make it good. All I do now is dabble with short little things which are not much read. I want my work to be known--I want to have the talent of an ability that would bring that about. But that's just something I fancy about, because actually I shall be a little-known short-story author who writes for journals and publishes anthologies every now and then, and I shall support myself by being a stoma surgeon. So.
My handwriting? I don't know how. My print is full of curves and bends--people often mistake my V for a U. I cross double Ts with the same stroke, and I have a habit of making the tails of Gs and Ys very large and loopy. I press down very hard due to the fact that I was never taught how correctly to hold a pencil, so the way I use it cramps my hands and hurts my fingers unless I press; and this means that my writing is always very dark. My word 'the' always slurs together into one big shape, with the stem of the T making the tall part of the H and the E becoming a tiny loop at the end of the foot of the H. It's funny handwriting. I shall send you a postcard and show you someday.
I love to watch thunderstorms. I love to be out in strong winds and overcast skies. I hate getting wet, though--I like the beforehand of the rain.