Reply to this meme by yelling "Words!" [or just saying you want to participate -ed], and I will give you five words that remind me of you. Then post them in your journal, and explain what they mean to you.
It's been one of my most significant interests for years. I guess I have a special fondness for the myths involving weird monsters.
Oz has been my first literary love for years now, and I've done a fair amount of my own writing pertaining to L. Frank Baum's fairyland.
Not sure why anything thoughtful would be associated with me, but I think that's definitely the best kind of essay.
I'm not always (and perhaps not even usually) a logical person, but I think I ASPIRE to be. Not necessarily to Vulcan levels or anything, but I appreciate the ability to reason.
Well, it hath charms to soothe the savage breast, doth it not?
Okay, what else? Well, bethje and I watched The Sixth Sense last night. I don't know how much it was ruined for me by already knowing the twist ending, but I can usually enjoy movies (and books) even when I do know what's going to happen. It's the journey that's important. Here, however, the journey was incredibly slow-paced (although nowhere near as bad as The Village, from what Beth tells me), and didn't seem to consist of much other than hints that Bruce Willis' character is dead. And at the end, they pretty much hit you over the head with it, as if M. Night were thinking, "Even the dumbest viewer will understand the twist in THIS movie!" I'm not sure why it was a big hit back in its day.