SUMMARY:
Nestled safely in
the comfort of my Chicagoland home, true solace for me is no farther than a
minute’s walk away. Cozying myself up in front of my computer monitor with my
notebook and a can of Dr. Pepper in hand, I work my fingers to the bone at the
keyboard with my passion for writing. Whether I’m writing short stories, novels,
or reviews for others’ work, my whole heart is devoted to delivering my best
product.
A LITTLE INSIGHT:
It was always
apparent that as a child I never really fit in with my peers. I was...
different. No, I couldn’t read minds like Sookie Stackhouse, I didn’t turn
green when I became angry, and I couldn’t even fly like Superman despite my
vivid dreamscapes convincing me otherwise. My deepest sympathies to my mother
for always having to patch me up from my failed attempts at trying to become a
Superhero. Apparently, an overactive imagination and a daredevil mindset don’t
go together very well.
My distinctiveness
was more of a mental condition. And before you jump to conclusions, let me just
clarify that I was never eating-grapes-off-the-wallpaper crazy. At least, not
that I’m aware of. Nope, my imagination and passion for films, books, and music
at an early age always seemed to leave others with the distinct impression that
I was, um, peculiar (to say nicely).
There was nothing
more thrilling to me growing up than to see high octane explosions and big
screen heroes kicking bad guys’ butts. When I couldn’t sleep as a kid, I would
sneak downstairs and hide out in the kitchen while my dad watched all the great
action films on the TV in the family room. Eventually, he caught on to my
spying and surprisingly enough, he fed
my curiosity. We would spend nights after dinner sitting in front of the
television as my eyes soaked in the images of Arnold Schwarzenegger,
Clint Eastwood, Kurt Russell, Sylvester Stallone, Harrison Ford and Bruce
Willis fighting villains and saving the day. In no time at all, I also became
engrossed with the hard-hitting league of dramatic screen legends like Robert
De Niro, Al Pacino, Gene Hackman, Paul Newman, Robert Redford, and Anthony
Hopkins.
My desire and
extensive knowledge of movies certainly didn’t go unnoticed by my teachers
either. One time in particular when I was eight, I was given the assignment to
compose a list of my favorite things. While my classmates wrote about topics
and people like Titanic, Sammy Sosa, and Leonardo DiCaprio, I clearly
didn’t have the same interests in mind. Needless to say when my teacher saw
that I listed 1987’s Predator as “My Favorite Movie at the Moment,” I
received a ghostly-white expression from her that read “I’m looking at a future
serial killer!”
That, along with my
father’s extensive music library and fondness of classic American muscle cars,
my growingly eclectic love for Jimi Hendrix, Aerosmith, automobiles like the
1972 Cutlass, and my own personal
fascination with David Copperfield didn’t exactly help me blend in with the
other girls. Funny thing is though, I never minded my eccentricities. My motto
is “Let your freak flag fly.” Who wants to be another dullard in the world,
right?
Thankfully, with
the help of my mother, I did become more receptive to the whole “lovers-lament”
femininity found in the works of Jane Austen and Nicholas Sparks. Nowadays, no
genre is off limits to my likeability. I love foreign films like Volver,
dramas like Cinderella Man, musicals like Chicago, suspense and
horror films like Sleepy Hollow, comedies like Shaun of the Dead and
of course adrenaline-pumping thrill-rides like Die Hard.
I can’t go through a day without
dropping quotes from Pulp Fiction and Fight Club, and I’m
profoundly obsessed with Quentin Tarantino, David Fincher, and Tim Burton. I
also have curious fascinations with the Victorian era and Halloween. If I
could, I would decorate my entire home in the Steampunk motif. Unfortunately,
that’s a bit pricey, not to mention my family wouldn’t appreciate it too much.
In my spare time, asides from writing and caving into my mild Dr. Pepper
addiction, I love to draw, take photographs, and discover new music.
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