I've enjoyed writing for as long as I can remember, primarily fiction and mostly speculative fiction at that. I had forgotten about that until I was a sophomore in high school and began writing poetry, mostly teen angsty crap. I have been writing poetry ever since then, but in college I began writing prose again. I have written dozens of short stories, a screen play and two novels. I have not had anything published, though I am in the process of putting my most recent novel for sale on CreateSpace.
As with my reading, it seems a Sisyphian task to catch up on all of the projects that are bouncing through my head and residing on my hard drive. My imagination frequently writes checks that my talent cannot cash--fortunately, I don't attempt to sell such vaporware.
I love mythology; there are a number of valuable lessons that we can learn from myths. I am not, however, inclined to draw strict distinctions about the difference between myths, fairy tales and literature. I am more than happy to perform a mythic analysis on, say, the garden of Eden, the various presentations of Cupid and Psyche, the Matrix trilogy, a Doors song or even comic books. Despite this love of mythology, it's important not to take any literature too literally or seriously.
Most things in human experience are not static or monolithic and there are very few solid, straightforward answers. Even in the field of mathematics, the set of equations that has solutions is small. This, I feel, enriches the universe rather than impoverishes it. Yes, I occasionally long for a simple answer, but I try to find comfort in ambiguity.
For many years, I kept a list of movies that I wanted to watch. The list was fed from a number of sources--recommendations from friends, an intriguing trailer or ad, the director, star or even a minor role by a favorite actor. By the time I sat down and enumerated the list, it had over 350 entries. Since then, I came across a Rolling Stone article, "The Top 100 Films of the 20th Century" and folded that into the list. I also added Bravo's "100 Scariest Moments in Motion Pictures." I still keep the list, but dogged persistence and a subscription to NetFlix has reduced that very dynamic entity to seventeen movies as of this writing. There are a few movies on the list that have proven very difficult to locate (and a few that are not yet out). The ones that aren't out are simply a matter of time (since I don't put something on the list if it is just a rumor; had I done so, The Watchmen would have been there for roughly 10 years.) However, there are about half a dozen that will likely be on the list for months, if not years to come.
In my time in the world, I have met a number of fascinating people. This leads to a problem I have in defining what I am looking for in a potential relationship; often it is the unexpected that fascinates us the most. I've made the list of traits I seek in a potential partner and then I meet someone who doesn't have those traits but with whom I click. That click is more important than the list by far!
I confess that I have been alone and single for much more of my life than I have been in relationships. The astute reader will probably have a lot of opinions about this. It has lead me to wonder if I simply haven't met the right person or if I am simply not wired for long-term monogamy. More often than not, this does not bother me a great deal. Yes, there are times that I get lonely, but I am not terrified of loneliness, and I will not latch onto someone simply to avoid it or to conform to a standard that does not fit me. That said, I have toyed with the idea of polyamory, though I don't know how well I would deal with it. I am not writing off long-term monogamy or serial monogamy or polyamory or hermitage.
OK Cupid has indicated that the self-summary should be at least 1000 words; I find this troublesome for two reasons: 1) Much of what I could use to pad my summary more properly belongs in other fields (see that one down there that says "My favorite books, movies, music, and food?") 2) As much as I love writing, 1000 words summarizing myself feels narcissistic--and this coming from someone who is probably a bit narcissistic!
Tengo un lapiz. Mi lapiz es grande y duro.
Watashi wa beikokujin desu. Nihon wa daisuki desu. Nani mo kakimashooka? Nihongo ni jozu ja arimasen...hontoni, heta desu, ne.
I am creative, optimistic, and enchanted
Ingles a veces.
No tengo pelo en mi cabeza. Y hay peros que comprenden mas Espanol que yo.
Soshite, watashi wa hakujin desu.
B) Kung Fu films, action, horror, science fiction, fantasy, foreign... Again, there are a number of specifics, but I am not going to enumerate.
C) Mostly industrial/EBM; if you don't know industrial, think Nine Inch Nails and Ministry. There are a lot of other bands in the genre, and, as with most things, much of it is mediocre. I also dig goth, ethereal/ambient, some techno and a little rock here and there. If you can call Johnny Cash country, then there is a little country I like.
D) Yes. The Malaysian I tried was incredible. I loved Morrocan, Thai, Indian, Himalayan, Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Vietnamese, Cajun...probably a few others that I've forgotten. I want to try Ethiopian.
Hay muchas cosas que me gusta.
Hai, hai, hai to hai. Ah! Can chu hi wa suburashi desu. Soshite, sashimi to sushi to onigiri. Nanika...
No se como decir los cosas que necesito a vivir. Comida, agua, duermo, sal...
Ich bien des lestest biest aum himmel.
En la casa, mirando las peliculas.
Heya ni eiga mimasu.
No puedo escribir mucho--o hablar mucho. Mira, me dice "pobre" cuando dice que hablo Espanol.
Watashi no otoosan no namae wa Dean desu.
Si estas una bruja!
Sochira wa utsukushii desu. :|