mememememe, again
Aug. 4th, 2006 12:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
luciazephyrTell six things about yourself.
1- Okay, I'm told every single day I act older than I am. So, one day, some college kids are touring around my neighborhood and are doing fundraisers. I let them in and listen to them and am interested. They start giving me contact info and a flyer when one asks if I was a teacher. I'm 15, dude. I tell her this politely and she blinks at me and apologizes and leaves. As soon as I get the door closed behind her, I rip out my hair's pin so it get out of the old-making bun and run to the bathroom mirror and freak the fuck out.
2- I hate chocolate. Except when I don't. I hate it cold, but I can take it warmed. Ice cream and unmelted blocks = not yummy, and frankly, a little gross. I don't like garlic either. It masks flavors in my food. Califlower has no taste and I won't put it on my plate. I don't drink water for the same reason. I won't eat Mac&Cheese since Mom bought a ton of it for a month and I can't stand it anymore. And I don't mix my foods. I eat one thing, then move onto the net. I'm so tetchy food-wise.
3- The people I admire and squeal over are generally people I idolize and want to be like. I rarely think twice about someone in a fannish way unless I admire them. Those people who apply (off the top of my head): Joss Whedon, David Hewlett, Martin Gero, Jonathan Coulton, Stephen Moffat (DW writer, does some of the best eps), Damien Rice, and others I'm forgetting.
4- I want to be a screenwriter. In my mind, it's the closest to being a god as you can get and the fact that I associate writing with being all-powerful scares the hell out of me. I often think I shouldn't be left alone for long periods of time with my thoughts. The results are never good.
5- I have a hard time comparing my emotions to others'. I am honestly curious if my mind works the same way others' do. My mind is very strange. I look at things and see camera angles. If a room is quiet, I hear music all the time. I have a very strange manner physically: I won't do things or say things that are uncharacteristic to whatever character is forming in my head. If you asked me to tell you about myself, I wouldn't be able to answer because I don't know. I hear voices of characters I've seen and created constantly and I have a hard time keeping their habits and tics seperate from mine. It's very loud in my head. To fight it, I am constantly listening to music. My friends in RL know this well. Is any of this normal?
6- I am terrified of growing up. I know that one person's tiny blip of an existence doesn't mean anything, but the mundane tasks of living still scare the hell out of me. The starving artist stereotype is a real threat that I will have to deal with and, while I have wonderful dreams of television success, I know with a cold certainity that I won't make it in the business I love because it is not about the art: it's about what will sell. I just pray I won't be shoved into labor work.
-Luce
1- Okay, I'm told every single day I act older than I am. So, one day, some college kids are touring around my neighborhood and are doing fundraisers. I let them in and listen to them and am interested. They start giving me contact info and a flyer when one asks if I was a teacher. I'm 15, dude. I tell her this politely and she blinks at me and apologizes and leaves. As soon as I get the door closed behind her, I rip out my hair's pin so it get out of the old-making bun and run to the bathroom mirror and freak the fuck out.
2- I hate chocolate. Except when I don't. I hate it cold, but I can take it warmed. Ice cream and unmelted blocks = not yummy, and frankly, a little gross. I don't like garlic either. It masks flavors in my food. Califlower has no taste and I won't put it on my plate. I don't drink water for the same reason. I won't eat Mac&Cheese since Mom bought a ton of it for a month and I can't stand it anymore. And I don't mix my foods. I eat one thing, then move onto the net. I'm so tetchy food-wise.
3- The people I admire and squeal over are generally people I idolize and want to be like. I rarely think twice about someone in a fannish way unless I admire them. Those people who apply (off the top of my head): Joss Whedon, David Hewlett, Martin Gero, Jonathan Coulton, Stephen Moffat (DW writer, does some of the best eps), Damien Rice, and others I'm forgetting.
4- I want to be a screenwriter. In my mind, it's the closest to being a god as you can get and the fact that I associate writing with being all-powerful scares the hell out of me. I often think I shouldn't be left alone for long periods of time with my thoughts. The results are never good.
5- I have a hard time comparing my emotions to others'. I am honestly curious if my mind works the same way others' do. My mind is very strange. I look at things and see camera angles. If a room is quiet, I hear music all the time. I have a very strange manner physically: I won't do things or say things that are uncharacteristic to whatever character is forming in my head. If you asked me to tell you about myself, I wouldn't be able to answer because I don't know. I hear voices of characters I've seen and created constantly and I have a hard time keeping their habits and tics seperate from mine. It's very loud in my head. To fight it, I am constantly listening to music. My friends in RL know this well. Is any of this normal?
6- I am terrified of growing up. I know that one person's tiny blip of an existence doesn't mean anything, but the mundane tasks of living still scare the hell out of me. The starving artist stereotype is a real threat that I will have to deal with and, while I have wonderful dreams of television success, I know with a cold certainity that I won't make it in the business I love because it is not about the art: it's about what will sell. I just pray I won't be shoved into labor work.
-Luce
(no subject)
Date: 2006-08-04 04:06 pm (UTC)Yes. Something Nathan Fillion once said about Whedon: "If you create a universe, are you not God?" Obviously, he said it in jest to a fan question, but it is true. You make an environment and people to live in it. You control those people's lives. You can make them happy or sad, break their heart or give them true love, shattered their spirit or give them everything they wnt. And you're the one who made them want those things in the first place. Writing is very much godlike in my head, but I know some people write for other reasons.
It seems that with each person, the noice is from something different. Yours is musical, mine is cinematic, some mathematicians see in numbers, etc. It's a bit comforting, though I wonder what a preppie valley girl or a jock sees and hears...