Letter meme!
Mar. 21st, 2015 09:41 pmFrom
littlerhymes, who gave me C.
Something I hate: Coffee. Still, despite working at a coffee shop. However, we do occasional coffee tastings, and at the last one I was not filled with a desire to go chug a cup of water to wash the taste out of my mouth, and this is clearly a sign that the coffee is corrupting me. WOE.
Something I love: Chocolate caramel muffins. These are a new thing this winter at Starbucks and I adore them and it is my ambition to convince everyone to try them so then Starbucks will keep them and I can have chocolate caramel muffins FOREVER.
I have not tasted such excellent chocolate muffins since I was a sophomore in college, when the dining hall had giant chocolate muffins for breakfast, still warm from the oven, with chocolate chips inside gently melted from that heat. They were basically cupcakes without icing. They were exquisite.
Somewhere I've been: Cambridge! In fact, I've been to multiple Cambridges: the original in England, which has a plethora of utterly charming bookstores, and also one in Minnesota, which has but one bookstore, but that one is pretty charming. I bought Rosemary Sutcliff's The Silver Branch there.
...This probably tells you everything you need to know about the way I travel.
Somewhere I'd like to go: I'd like to go to Canada. I have, admittedly, already been to Canada, but Emma lives there now, and I would like to visit her. And we've been discussing maybe going to Prince Edward Island sometime, and that would be most excellent.
Someone I know: My oldest friend - the one I've known the longest, not the oldest in years - is Chelsea. In eighth grade we made a haunted house in my basement and shuttled all our friends through it, and while they were not properly appreciative of the monologue I had prepared (I did not actually give the monologue; that honor fell to our eventual co-conspirator Emma), it was nonetheless glorious and beautiful and will eventually work its way into one of my books.
In the book, they will properly appreciate the monologue. If only because the monologue may accidentally open the gateway to eldritch horrors.
A film I like: Captain America, obviously.
A book I like: Zilpha Keatley Snyder's The Changeling, which is the most magical book that I know that has no actual magic. It's one of the few books - among it's many other virtues - that I think really captures the fun of imaginative games. Often reading an account of someone else's games is a bit like hearing someone try to explain an inside joke: clearly it made sense to the people who were there, but the magic is long gone.
But The Changeling gives you that "you are there" feeling. Also, utterly marvelous descriptions of tree-climbing.
Something I hate: Coffee. Still, despite working at a coffee shop. However, we do occasional coffee tastings, and at the last one I was not filled with a desire to go chug a cup of water to wash the taste out of my mouth, and this is clearly a sign that the coffee is corrupting me. WOE.
Something I love: Chocolate caramel muffins. These are a new thing this winter at Starbucks and I adore them and it is my ambition to convince everyone to try them so then Starbucks will keep them and I can have chocolate caramel muffins FOREVER.
I have not tasted such excellent chocolate muffins since I was a sophomore in college, when the dining hall had giant chocolate muffins for breakfast, still warm from the oven, with chocolate chips inside gently melted from that heat. They were basically cupcakes without icing. They were exquisite.
Somewhere I've been: Cambridge! In fact, I've been to multiple Cambridges: the original in England, which has a plethora of utterly charming bookstores, and also one in Minnesota, which has but one bookstore, but that one is pretty charming. I bought Rosemary Sutcliff's The Silver Branch there.
...This probably tells you everything you need to know about the way I travel.
Somewhere I'd like to go: I'd like to go to Canada. I have, admittedly, already been to Canada, but Emma lives there now, and I would like to visit her. And we've been discussing maybe going to Prince Edward Island sometime, and that would be most excellent.
Someone I know: My oldest friend - the one I've known the longest, not the oldest in years - is Chelsea. In eighth grade we made a haunted house in my basement and shuttled all our friends through it, and while they were not properly appreciative of the monologue I had prepared (I did not actually give the monologue; that honor fell to our eventual co-conspirator Emma), it was nonetheless glorious and beautiful and will eventually work its way into one of my books.
In the book, they will properly appreciate the monologue. If only because the monologue may accidentally open the gateway to eldritch horrors.
A film I like: Captain America, obviously.
A book I like: Zilpha Keatley Snyder's The Changeling, which is the most magical book that I know that has no actual magic. It's one of the few books - among it's many other virtues - that I think really captures the fun of imaginative games. Often reading an account of someone else's games is a bit like hearing someone try to explain an inside joke: clearly it made sense to the people who were there, but the magic is long gone.
But The Changeling gives you that "you are there" feeling. Also, utterly marvelous descriptions of tree-climbing.