Writer's Block Questions. Because I have just that.
If you won $100 this afternoon, what would you do with it? Put it toward my medical bills, definitely.
What are you afraid of? Never being truly happy. Just being content isn't enough for me.
If you could rename yourself in real life, what would you choose, and why? I wouldn't rename myself. Too many memories are attached to my name, as weird as it sounds. Exact moments in time, the inflection of the name used by specific people in varying situations... said and meant in so many different ways. My name is definitely part of who I am and it ties me to a lot of different times and people in my life.
What is one of the nicest things you've ever done for another person? Been there for them, as lame as it sounds when it's said out loud.
How did you spend summers when you were a kid? Well, one summer, my sister, cousins and I were all chased by Motorcycle Mike. We could hear him coming whenever the wind blew. And that same summer we spied on a witch who lived in a shack in the woods (cauldron and smoking chimney included), not too far from where we lived. And we visited a secret rain forest that was pretty close to our backyard, even though we lived in Oregon City. Summers were the best.
What are you afraid of? Never being truly happy. Just being content isn't enough for me.
If you could rename yourself in real life, what would you choose, and why? I wouldn't rename myself. Too many memories are attached to my name, as weird as it sounds. Exact moments in time, the inflection of the name used by specific people in varying situations... said and meant in so many different ways. My name is definitely part of who I am and it ties me to a lot of different times and people in my life.
What is one of the nicest things you've ever done for another person? Been there for them, as lame as it sounds when it's said out loud.
How did you spend summers when you were a kid? Well, one summer, my sister, cousins and I were all chased by Motorcycle Mike. We could hear him coming whenever the wind blew. And that same summer we spied on a witch who lived in a shack in the woods (cauldron and smoking chimney included), not too far from where we lived. And we visited a secret rain forest that was pretty close to our backyard, even though we lived in Oregon City. Summers were the best.