Precious Roy

Hey there, all...

OK, now that I've gotten all that stuff out of the way, things should be back to some semblance of normal.

The month is almost over! I'll be able to rejoin the ranks of MUCK-heads at midnight tonight, so I'm pretty happy. :) I'll get to see all the folks I've missed, and such. I have this sneaking suspicion that I'm still not un-addicted, and I'm going to have to treat this whole thing like alcoholism.

The few inches of snow that we got here in Arkansas is just beginning to melt, and the flavor of spring is in the air again. There is something very, very nice about that smell; you can smell earth in the air, just woken up and preparing to be busy in a few weeks. It's something that you can only smell this time of year.

I keep going back to Maryland, and how much I miss it. The Arkansas forests are pretty nice, but there's something different on the East Coast, another feel, or the way a lot of the communities out there seemed 'built in' to the forests. I'm sure I'm romanticizing it, but that just means I should head out there to really remember what it's like, right?

Won't be able to do too much of anything this week, or this weekend; rent's eating all of my money. :P It's not *too* bad, since I get paid weekly, but it'll be annoying not to be able to do too much this weekend. I'd really like to see a movie or two, at least.

Ah, well. Poverty makes a good excuse to stay inside and write. :)

Friday Five

Oh yes, it's Friday.

What is your favorite type of literature to read (magazine, newspaper, novels, nonfiction, poetry, etc.)?

Hmm. This is hard. I rather like modern fantasy, with comic books coming in a close second. i don't read either nearly enough, though.

What is your favorite novel?

I think I have three. Farenheit 451 and The Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury, and The Last Unicorn by Peter Beagle. (Shut up, Foxen.) Bradbury does for sci-fi what Beagle does for fantasy, I think; they both have this great vision of wonder that underlines everything they do.

What is your favorite poem? (Share it!)

I'm such a wannabe. :) I don't really have a favorite, favorite poem, though there are several that I really like. There's one by Charles Oldfield called "The Man Who Climbed the Tower," about a fellow who climbed a water tower on a bar-dare one day, and how the police were called, and suicide patrol and whatnot...and he describes the entire scenario in this non-chalant, but life-changing way. After he takes his fill, he climbs down. It makes breaking free of normal conventions sound so *easy*.

I like "The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost, but who doesn't? And "For Colored Girls Who've Considered Suicide When The Rainbow Is Enuf" by someone I forgot the name to is excellent as well. I like black women poets a lot, Alice Walker, Maya Angelou, that stock.

What is the one thing you've always wanted to read, or wish you had more time to read?

Philosophy books. The Bible (again). Dictionaries! The Lord of the Rings trilogy. Dune. A forlorn Jack Kerouac book looking at me from my bookshelf. The rest of Monkey. The Sandman series. The Dreaming series. Ultimate X-Men. The more recent Green Arrow series, after Kevin Smith stepped down. Oh, the list goes on.

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Thinking

I am an introvert with an extrovert's mouth.