I like books and films that aren't listed by hipsters on dating sites, comics that aren't ironic takes on the superhero genre or tragic memoirs set in fashionably beleaguered places, games and animals. I like animals better than anything but still need anything so I don't get bored of animals. I like imaginative books; nothing that gets the Guardian review section's sombre approval.
I am the little prince. In case anyone asks.
Here's some spliced tape recordings concerning myself: I'm a writer. I would say that it makes me wince saying this, but for the feeling I'm entering a wince feedback loop. I did write for a games company so I'm allowed. I quit to become a novelist. I needed to. I spend a lot of loose thought on aesthetics/philosophy/metaphysics/pokemon/imaginary cats and what they might be doing. I'm scared I sound academic with all this talk of pokemon. I'm not; I hate academia - it tastes like cardboard. I play piano and guitar and like writing music, but long ago grew disenchanted with music culture and the attendant affectation. I like messing about with weird ipad instruments. I like the texture of sound and the voices of materials. I'm an aesthete. I grew up spending every free minute between school and sleep drawing.
Just.. ridiculously iconoclastic. Honestly, I don't even like the things I like. It's exhausting. Jesus. Making stuff up is cool tho-EUGH NO IT ISN'T.
You're probably feeling pretty dazzled right now. At first this might seem like nausea. Don't be fooled. I'd take a moment, perhaps get a drink, look at it, realise you don't want it, let your thoughts slide from the contents to the glass...
I get on with warm, caring, intelligent, rational, sensitive idiots. Love theses: shyness hiding adventurousness; intelligence and ingenuousness; depth and silliness.
I love playing sport but am made of anti-lad particles. Sitting in coffee shops with rain drumming at the windows. Zen/Taoism/Quantum Physics. No crystals, homeopathy, or ethnic wall-rugs nor neuroscience/huffingtonpost articles as the new-world-religion. I can't bear self-appointed-gurus. I live near Brighton - that's the norm. You can pay to get a photo of your aura in the local native american accoutrements shop. It's well good.
My humour is sent up to space in little packets for the nourishment and maintenance of our brave boys and girls sanity, because there's sure-as-shit none of it down here.
What else? This is negative as I dislike this site and want to leave. I'm a little bit sorry for that. I probably seem crabbbby. I'm not - I'm so happy when talking about books or comics, or games or writing or walking on the beach or playing with animals - it is unfortunately being on places like this that bring out the misanthrope.
Umm, I should probably mention.. I definitely don't want to meet anyone into drugs - just because I'd welcome the unusual experience of meeting someone with similar sensitivities.
And I really have to mention, because okc is okc: I'm not at all interested in politics. I don't like to wave around my liberal flag; it's all a bit obvious and boring. And highly dubious. So, for the reason above, I keep away from people with gender/race/sexuality obsessions/problems. I want to make cool things not destroy crap ones.
Just to explain why I've mentioned this.. about half the profiles on here start ranting and raving about 'white cisgender men'. Or think that certain haircuts are more seditious than others.
I exercise my right not to vote. Sometimes, I get anxious.
Bored of this bit now...