It's a strange questiony meme thing.
Leave me a comment saying something random, and I will respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better. Your comment can be a lyric or a quote, or something about your day, or a picture - anything you choose - but it will brighten my day if it's about something that interests or inspires you.
You will update with the answers to the questions and include this explanation at the top of your post. When you've posted your answers, you will return to this entry and post a link to your entry so I can read them and ask for questions of my own.
When others comment to your entry, you will ask them five questions.
1) If you couldn't live in the UK anymore, for any reason you choose to think of, where would you take off to?
Concidering I am so awful at languages and I loathe the idea of being in a country and not being able to communicate, I’d have to go somewhere where English was the primary or joint secondary language. Also somewhere quite cold if I’m expected to actually do anything constructive... Which probably narrows it down to a northern bit of North America or Canada. Which is kinda boring. Oooh - wait - bollocks to that - could I go to Undone? Yeah. I’ll live in Undone please =)
2) What is the one book you cannot imagine being without?
Hm. There’s a bunch of books I’ve enjoyed immensely and will re-read at intervals. There are others which have influenced both me and my writing. But possibly the one which is reread most and which I’d be very upset not to ever read again would be the play text of Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead.
3) Did you learn anything useful at school? I mean actually at school, in lessons, from people employed to educate you.
I studied some good plays and satires, which whilst not exactly useful was fun. I learnt how to screen print and how to oil paint, how to develop photographs and fabric print... Yeah, mostly my art classes were useful.
4) Given all the different things that you have wanted/ still want to be (Bedlam, etc.), what was your first?
*Ponders a lot* When I was little I made up stories in my head whilst waiting to fall asleep. I wanted to be the me in those stories who had magic or a sword or cool clothes, but the specifics changed with each story so it was all a bit nebulous really. When I was fifteen I started writing stories about a war-torn future and a soldier called Catherine Morris. I was incredibly jealous of her strength and her street savvy and wished my problems could be cut down with a pulse rifle like hers were... But the first person I really wanted to be, heart and soul, was Cinnamon. Poor mad little vampire girl, seer extraordinaire and keeper of a psychotic shadow; hated hospitals and was forced to become Bedlam. (And whom eventually was very happy being Bedlam and had lots of adventures and became the weird sane insanity goddess thing she is today.)
5) How would you describe yourself to a stranger who was looking for you in a crowd (who didn't guess the shiny coat thing)?
Corvid Spotter’s Field Guide:
Corvids have dark spiggly feathers, blue eyes, a beaky nose and a crooked mouth. They have lots of jangly silver earrings and a tendency to wear silver jewellery. They have a lot of scars, mostly (but not exclusively) on their arms. They are 5”6, and like wearing huge boots. They are slim but not skinny. They scowl quite a lot even when they don’t mean to. They have a habit of wearing dark colours and often historical, peculiar or dramatic clothes.
I'm sure I'm meant to be doing useful things. Oh yes, like finishing maps and drawing logos and and oh buggery bollocks I've got loads of things to do. Come along neurons!
You will update with the answers to the questions and include this explanation at the top of your post. When you've posted your answers, you will return to this entry and post a link to your entry so I can read them and ask for questions of my own.
When others comment to your entry, you will ask them five questions.
1) If you couldn't live in the UK anymore, for any reason you choose to think of, where would you take off to?
Concidering I am so awful at languages and I loathe the idea of being in a country and not being able to communicate, I’d have to go somewhere where English was the primary or joint secondary language. Also somewhere quite cold if I’m expected to actually do anything constructive... Which probably narrows it down to a northern bit of North America or Canada. Which is kinda boring. Oooh - wait - bollocks to that - could I go to Undone? Yeah. I’ll live in Undone please =)
2) What is the one book you cannot imagine being without?
Hm. There’s a bunch of books I’ve enjoyed immensely and will re-read at intervals. There are others which have influenced both me and my writing. But possibly the one which is reread most and which I’d be very upset not to ever read again would be the play text of Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead.
3) Did you learn anything useful at school? I mean actually at school, in lessons, from people employed to educate you.
I studied some good plays and satires, which whilst not exactly useful was fun. I learnt how to screen print and how to oil paint, how to develop photographs and fabric print... Yeah, mostly my art classes were useful.
4) Given all the different things that you have wanted/ still want to be (Bedlam, etc.), what was your first?
*Ponders a lot* When I was little I made up stories in my head whilst waiting to fall asleep. I wanted to be the me in those stories who had magic or a sword or cool clothes, but the specifics changed with each story so it was all a bit nebulous really. When I was fifteen I started writing stories about a war-torn future and a soldier called Catherine Morris. I was incredibly jealous of her strength and her street savvy and wished my problems could be cut down with a pulse rifle like hers were... But the first person I really wanted to be, heart and soul, was Cinnamon. Poor mad little vampire girl, seer extraordinaire and keeper of a psychotic shadow; hated hospitals and was forced to become Bedlam. (And whom eventually was very happy being Bedlam and had lots of adventures and became the weird sane insanity goddess thing she is today.)
5) How would you describe yourself to a stranger who was looking for you in a crowd (who didn't guess the shiny coat thing)?
Corvid Spotter’s Field Guide:
Corvids have dark spiggly feathers, blue eyes, a beaky nose and a crooked mouth. They have lots of jangly silver earrings and a tendency to wear silver jewellery. They have a lot of scars, mostly (but not exclusively) on their arms. They are 5”6, and like wearing huge boots. They are slim but not skinny. They scowl quite a lot even when they don’t mean to. They have a habit of wearing dark colours and often historical, peculiar or dramatic clothes.
I'm sure I'm meant to be doing useful things. Oh yes, like finishing maps and drawing logos and and oh buggery bollocks I've got loads of things to do. Come along neurons!