I have been blogging at My Favorite Things for over five years and with day to day posts I share bits and pieces of myself or my interests but I never really talk about the deep stuff (insert laughter). In my profile I’ve mentioned some basic facts: name, age, previous professions, marital status, pets etc but I wanted to share ten random facts about myself that I have not used in a bio somewhere. It was hard to come up with ten facts that I haven’t fallen back on as easy descriptives of myself in some way. What I thought would be a quick “sharing” post turned into a week long self-exploration of sorts.
My 10 Random Facts About Me
1. I have a zombie fetish. It started long, long ago, in a town far, far away. My mother watched a lot of horror movies and she used to let me watch them too. I like to say I was scarred from a young age and in reality a lot of my idiosyncrasies come from that time period. I.E. having to leap into bed if the lights are out and closing closet doors. Somehow I still developed a love for zombie, vampire, werewolf, and alien movies. Just last night I had a dream I was stabbing zombies with a butter knife. And of course I have a healthy addiction to the television show The Walking Dead, so much so I have zombified myself with their Dead Yourself App:
2. For over ten years I have been running a website for writers who want to write. It is not a learning site but a challenge site. We meet every month, post a writing goal based on a project each of us are working on then check in daily for a week. If you write fiction or want to try your hand at fiction check out www.Book-in-a-Week.com. I also have a five year old writing prompt blog that offers a new prompt every day for writers — basically it’s a tiny writing exercise — www.thewriteprompts.com.
3. For the last year I have been paranoid that there is a ghost shaking the end of my bed at night. You can probably refer to number one for the psychology behind this one. Or number seven for that matter.
4. There is a deep scar on my forehead that I just realized, when I was looking for a photo, I tend to hide under my hair with my hair part. I’ve always parted my hair the same way so I wonder if it was a conscious thing in the beginning that I just forgot about. This was the best image I could find where it actually shows (enjoying a mug of cocoa). I actually think it is deeper than it appears:
So how did I get the scar? When I was very young I was at a aunt’s home playing with a kitten with a piece of yarn. I was on a chair leaning over the back and dropped the string. For some reason I thought I could reach over further and pick up the string and continuing playing. I could not. The chair flipped over and my head hit the brick on the fireplace. As far as I know the cat survived. I probably should have had stitches.
5. The story of the Ghost Radio. Same aunt’s place. I was sleeping over and got up early. I went into the kitchen and sat down in a chair (it didn’t flip over) and waited for her to get up. She had a transistor radio on the table. Suddenly it came on. Realllllly loud. I sat there frozen (refer to #1 again). When my aunt came out she yelled at me for touching the radio and of course did not believe me when I said it turned itself on. I actually wrote a longer version of this story for Fate magazine, one of my first paid writing gigs.
6. Another incident from my childhood “sticks” in my mind is when two boys threw dried thistles in my hair. I lost a lot of hair that day. It was so long, blonde, and beautiful if I do say so myself. I cried a lot that night as my Aunt was cutting them out. I must have forgave them because I played with them again the next day. I am not so forgiving now.
7. It is coming up on the anniversary of my Mother’s death. We weren’t close. Her death was a relief. Most people don’t understand so I won’t bother going into detail about it. But I am still able to appreciate the connection other women have with their mothers.
8. Every morning for as long as I can remember my mornings have involved smooth peanut butter on whole wheat Dempster’s bread. Dempster’s has been playing with their recipe the last year so there have been “the world is coming to an end” issues around it. Occasionally I’ll live on the edge and have crunchy peanut butter or put sliced banana and jam on top but it’s rare.
9. I did not officially learn to drive or get my driver’s license until I was in my early twenties. I was working in a small town, population 3000, and a nurse I was working with taught me in her station wagon. Automatic only for this girl. My husband tried to teach me standard but decided it was probably better for the world not to.
10. I have two sisters and two brothers I have never met.
And that is the end of my 10 Random Facts About Me. If you are a blogger or journal writer I highly recommend working through the process of making a list of 10 random facts about yourself that you have not already shared somewhere. It was an interesting exercise. If you post it on your blog feel free to share your link below.