8. What are 5 passions you have?
I feel like most of these will be quite obvious, especially for those who know me well/have been reading for quite sometime. Alas, here goes...
|Reading by the Charles Bridge, Prague [Sept. 2007]|
I'm not quite sure when I started to genuinely enjoy reading. Libraries became my happy place and I could literally spend hours upon hours in a bookstore (Just my opinion, Barnes & Noble is wayyy better than Borders). Growing up, my mom always encouraged me to check books out of the library instead of buying brand new books. Until this day, receiving brand new books (and then loving them so much that the pages crinkle and weather the only way a well-written book does) is like receiving golddd. I invest way too much in the characters... I laugh out loud and sometimes cry (if the book is really really good).
Some people will say this is directly correlated to my love for books and makes me a better writer. I'm not quite sure I agree because I'm not exactly reading Shakespeare and Descartes. Plus, then my work (and heart) wouldn't have been ripped to shreds in all the writing classes I took in college. After my first piece was thoroughly dissected by my classmates, I learned to bring a full bag of chocolates to the critique classes. Anddd officially buried whatever secret hopes I had of becoming a published writer. But I still love to write for fun... and on a medium where no one (or most people) don't make me feel like eating 10 pounds of chocolate for a single word choice... YAYYY blog!
3. rock climbing
|90 foot wall in Lake Tahoe|
|Elephant's Back, January 2011|
What the past couple years have taught me is that the movie type, head-over-heels, butterflies-for-years, in-love-with-your-best-friend kind of love really does exist. So many people over the years told me that I would never find love, that my standards are too high, and the man I'm looking for only exists on the silver screen. I can tell those people they are wrong. And I'm so glad I never gave up hope.
|Always a happy face when there's chocolate|
Sick of hearing about me yet? Thanks for reading everyone!
Until next time...
Until next time...