I’ve been posting an unusually large (for me) number of memes recently–this is the third (fourth if you count the Shakespeare and Firefly ones as separate) in the last week. This isn’t a trend, really! I just thought the recent fads making the rounds were more interesting than the typical quizzes and memes that usually circulate.
Five idiosyncratic things about me:
1. I like salty snacks better than chocolate. If given the choice of Cheetos and Doritos versus fudge and candy bars, I’ll choose the salty grease nearly every time. I like chocolate well enough, but given my druthers, I’d rather have chips.
2. The scar on my right cheek is from when I was in daycare and I got pushed on the playground. I fell on the corner of a sandbox and cut my face. It required stitches and I still remember how confused and frightened I was in the emergency room. I’ve had the scar most of my life so I don’t normally think of it, but when I’m being photographed I reflexively present my left side or stand face-on to the camera.
3. I can’t stand leaving a chore half-done. Once I start something, I work obsessively to finish it. Contrarily, I can procrastinate until the skunks come home, but once I finally do buckle down and begin something, I need to see it through. I get cranky and unreasonable if someone or something interrupts me mid-task–which has resulted in, on several occasions, fosteronfilm being unfairly snipped at. Alas, this compulsion hasn’t carried over to my writing.
4. Socially, I’m a mess of contradictions. It’s like there’s an introvert and an extrovert perpetually at war in my psyche. I like being the center of attention, while at the same time I’m terribly shy. I don’t like crowds, but I love going to big events like Dragon*Con. And although I’m terrified of speaking in public, when I’m actually doing it, I find that I enjoy it.
5. I prefer rainy days and clouds over sunshine and blue skies. Bright days feel oppressive and garish, while stormy days soothe me and give me peace. But I hate snow with the hatey-hate of a thousand burning stars.
I’m not going to tag anyone, which is the normal way this meme is run, so just do it if it strikes your fancy, I sez.
Received payment from Nowa Fantastyka for “All in My Mind” the Polish reprint they published in their July 2005 issue. They hacked off 20% for “taxes.” Fooie. And I’ll have to pay U.S. taxes on it again come tax time. This should come as no surprise to anyone, but I feel the need to rail at the universe. It is impossible to make a decent living as a short fiction writer! I will have made the most from my fiction sales, ever, this year, and the amount is astonishingly piddly–and this includes payment from quite a few “pro”-paying sales. How disheartening.
Now would be a good time to get a call from my agent telling me he sold my novel . . .
My Korean folktale is up at Critters. So far, getting some very positive feedback, including a not-for-credit one-liner that said simply: “You’re an excellent writer and I enjoyed the story.” Now that’s a good way to wake up in the morning.
Although, err, I panicked and sent off a note to the Critters Help Support folks when I saw I’d received seven crits and none of them had appeared in my inbasket. I thought maybe their new server had hiccuped or I’d submitted with the wrong email address–something I’ve never done before, but hey, always a first time. ‘Course, half an hour later, the crits were delivered safe and sound, and I immediately sent off a contrite “sorry, please disregard my previous hysterical email” note to the good tech folks. Oops.
Editing passes mostly.