Tag You’re It!
Recently I was “tagged” by a blogger here on wordpess, The Last Song I Heard, who writes about, well, the last song he heard. I’m one of those really obnoxious bloggers who waits until I have a funny response to taggings or awards before dealing with them, because I usually don’t really follow the rules and I just kind of do what I want with the raw material (as I see it). So lets all pretend we are playing leap frog tag (which was always my favorite version) and I may or may not follow the original rules.
The rules are as follows:
- Post the rules.
- Answer the questions set for you in the tagger’s post.
- Choose 11[ish] people to “tag” and notify them.
- Create 11[ish] questions for them to answer or use the same ones set for you.
Basically this is my first interview (from blogging) that I didn’t write myself. I feel soooo special.
Which colour would you say best represents you? [Edit: I didn't spell color incorrectly, that is how several of my readers and blogging friends spell the word. I guess they think the "u" adds a touch of flare? :D]
I think currently I’m a marbling of colors. Everything bleeding together and mixing around, nothing really cohesive and settling.
If time and money were no object, what would you do with your life?
I love this question. Let’s pretend real life doesn’t exist, and go—> I would finish editing the book I started two years ago, with magic, because I would have paid whoever whatever to get Mary Poppins abilities and mind melding abilities to computers. Then I would just think of the edits and they would magically appear on the page. Then I would start writing the book I’ve begun outlining, basking in the glow of my first published book and the demand for more of yours truly. ;D
What has been your proudest moment or achievement?
I left a sleepy little town stuck in the hallows of the Shenandoah mountains and fundamentalist beliefs about who people were supposed to be, and I headed toward adventure with hope and belief I would stay the same. Thankfully I was wrong, though I lost some hope along the way.
Why do you think you are on this Earth?
I’m pretty sure it is to tell my little three year old friend stories about Hannah, Anna, and Banana. At least I’m sure she thinks that is why I am here on the earth. (Don’t mock me about the names, I knew I was going to have to tell multiple stories of the same three girls and I wanted easy names to remember. She is always comes with with things like MahMahPapaya. Sheesh. Also, I did include Valchek the Robot. So, there.)
What do you consider to be your greatest strength?
My memory. Though my friends seem to see this as a character flaw. Go figure.
Who’s your best friend and why?
My best friend is Sara. I’ve known her since we were 11 years old. We met on a soccer field back when her brother was wearing red bandannas and pretending to be a pirate (actually, I think he still does this) and we played against 17 year old guys because it was a home school team and all ages played. Sara is still my best friend even though we live hundreds of miles apart, because she is one of the few people with this great capacity to love unconditionally. When you have a friend who does weird embarrassing things because she thinks they are funny, it isn’t easy to just stand there and sigh as your face turns red. But Sara does this, all the time.
How would your friends and family describe you? (Hmm, let me find out!)
Mom: Amazing. Brilliant. Beautiful. Straightforward. Honest. Responsible. Fun. Dependable. Witty.
Me: Thanks Mom!
Becky: Intelligent, witty, beautiful, precise, neurotic, opinionated, and sharp. Hows that?
Megan: Kind, giving, black and white, fiery, intelligent, beautiful, and nurturing.
Me: Aww! I think.
If you could relive any one moment in your life, without changing a thing, what would it be?
It goes against my life philosophy to desire to be in the past. Every year of my life I strive to make it a better, happier year. Though 2012, has been thoroughly crappy, so maybe this isn’t really working for me? But there are two ecstatic moments I’ve had and they all relate back to Doctor Who. When I received a present from my best friend that included a Doctor Who/ van Gogh mash-up, I think I was actually speechless and didn’t breath for along time. Then just last night, I received some bookmarks in the mail, AND THEY ARE AWESOME. I was trembling with excitement as adrenaline rushed through me. I really wanted to jump up and down, but it was 9pm before I finally got home last night and even though my downstairs neighbor annoys me with his keyboard practice, I decided not to jump up and down that late at night. I would relive those moments in a heartbeat. Actually, I just did in talking about them.
What do you hope to achieve with the rest of your life?
I hope to survive.
What legacy would you like to leave the world, or, how would you like to be remembered?
Some day I would like to get past survival mode and create something special that at least some people remember. Also, I’m purely selfish in telling children stories. I want to be their favorite Auntie Jami, so that I can crash at their homes when I’m 90 years old and my back finally gives out, because I have no desire to birth any retirement plans for myself.
Are you happy?
I’m pretty much one of those people who has several emotions in one day. I’m angry when people stand on the left side of the elevator when it is the walking side. I use some interesting hand cyclist decide they neither have to obey vehicle or pedestrian rules of the rode and sidewalk. I laugh my butt off in Improv class when one of my classmates has a really funny idea. I giggle incessantly when my father and I joke on the phone. And some moments, when I’m making up stories about Valchek the Robot and his Teddy Bear who needed a new coat, or when my nieces climb into my lap and say, “Read me,” or when one of them looks up at me after tearing an art project apart and says, “I’m happy,” I think, ‘Of course you are happy, DESTROYING SOMETHING!’ But then I realize, I’m happy too.
While Valchek is a giant robot who can fly and lives in a tree house, I thought this sculpture perfectly captures the little world my three year old friend and I have created.
Ok, as for my Tagging. I’m leap frogging over some bloggers I enjoy reading. If they see this tagging, awesome, if not, then Oh well. Please don’t feel obligated to do anything you don’t want to do. But hey guys, if you want to join the game, let me know if you answer my questions, because I am curious to know the answers (even though that wasn’t a word used to describe me, maybe it is too obvious?)
Picture Me Reading I talked a little bit about her blog yesterday, but you really should check out this reviewer!
Susan Geckle She creates some really fun art, you should check out her blog!
Weaving Light A fun photography blog!
Christian Mihai A published author who has a lot of great posts about writing and publishing!
The Batamon Blog A blog about Pokemon with original drawings!
Nashville Book Worm A reviewer of all the things!
Kips Thoughts A man who takes the time to think and write about it!
Bucket List Publications This woman is living my life’s bucket list! Damn her!
Crayons and Milk A crafting blog with some of the CUTEST STUFF EVAH!!!
Nerdy Book Reviews A fun nerdy blog following blog memes and posting reviews!
SciFi Spirit A nerdy blog centering on all things sci/fi!
Here are my questions.
1. Did you ever play leap frog tag or another version of tag as a child? Which was your favorite?
2. Did you keep a journal as a child? Do you still keep a journal or do you feel that blogging is like keeping a journal?
3. What motivated you to try blogging?
4. How has blogging differed from what you expected? How has the blogging community been different, for better or for worse, than you expected?
5. Contact a couple or more close friends and family ask them, How would you describe me? Post their answers for this question.
6. What surprised you most about the responses you got in Question 5? Do you agree with their assessment of you?
7. If you could travel into any alternate universe on television, in a book, or from the movies, what universe would you travel to and why that universe?
8. If you could have gone a fictional school you’ve read or dreamed about, which one would it be? [Question inspired by Claire Legrand]
9. Have you ever had a dream where you wish you could really go to the place or meet the people that your subconscious created? (I know there is a dream house I made up I would love to find in real life!)
10. When you wake up in the morning, what is the thing you are most looking forward to doing that day?
11. What do you consider the most unique thing about yourself?