I have published two post-apocalyptic novels and am working on a third. In my spare time I work a boring-ish dayjob, write about cars, make stuff out of broken stuff and form secret societies.
I am in an openpolyamorous relationship. It's the comfortable-supportive-tribe brand of poly, not the explosions-of-strife-and-drama kind.
For the now, I've settled back home in metro Detroit, and I have taken over the basement of the house I own and rent, the better to have a decent office space. I am dabbling in circus-school classes here and there.
I have a tiny collection of large cars consisting of a '54
Chevrolet pickup, a '76 Mercedes diesel, a Honda Element, a Mercury Capri that has become a post-apocalyptic pursuit vehicle and a thirty-year old Avion motorhome, and a large collection of tiny cars that takes up a whole lot of shelf space. I have accidental collections of typewriters and fancy-ish pens. It's a long story.
My favorite movie is, oddly enough, Amelie (with a strong recent challenge by Mad Max: Fury Road. This is odd because the rest of the list includes stuff like Doomsday, Battle Royale, RED and such ridiculousness. No, that's not entirely true, there are a pile of serious movies I love as well. Miyazaki, Gilliam and Jeunet are directors I'll almost always trust, and I like Tim Burton but don't think he's infallible. When it comes to television, Firefly changed my life for the better, I alternately enjoy and am aggravated by The Walking Dead, and I obsess over Game of Thrones, whose books I have not read, on purpose. I've also been watching Archer because I'm a sucker for well-pace dialogue and a certain brand of lowbrow humor, Orange is the New Black (for all of the storylines not involving Piper), The Librarians because it's kind of adorkable, Agents of SHIELD and Agent Carter because I am a Marvel Universe conscript, and I'm also very glad Battlebots got a second season.
The music that moves me is goth-industrial, but I can find things that I enjoy in just about any genre. When pressed to name favorite bands, I can always fall back on Siouxsie and the Banshees, the White Ghost Shivers, Rasputina, KMFDM and Grendel, but that's not nearly the whole picture. Lately I've been captivated by Beats Antique, electro-swing and Abney Park.
I like food. I'm one of those high-metabolism, constantly-grazing people. Simple sushi, cupcake stores, coney dogs, Chipotle-style burritos, orangey soda and fresh fruit are love. I don't drink because I'm allergic to alcohol, but I'm not morally opposed to it. This also means that I am a built-in DD.
What's more interesting than a list of basic necessities is a list of ten things I DON'T need, but didn't realize (until they tumbled into my life) how happy they make me: an accordion, a Cosanti bell, my old Mercedes, a bass guitar (which I cannot play), super-tall slouch socks from Japan, a five-ball, a canopy bed, a subwoofer, a Fubar and an apple peeler. Is that a useless enough answer for you?
Management note: I don't get on OKC and shotgun messages out into the ether hoping for responses. I'm pretty picky about who I meet, though (contradictorily) I love meeting new people. And if I message and don't get a response, I presume non-interest, not "I'm too busy." In other words, I'm not out to waste my time or anyone else's. So if there's a glimmer of "hmm," (whether I messaged you first or not) please drop a note. There are lots of seats by the fire.