I’ve shared plenty about authors and writing here on Something to Write Home About. But, there’s more to me (and you!) than a desire to write. Let’s get to know each other by playing a little game.
Here are the rules:
Choose one of your favorite authors.
Find a quote or quotes from him or her that best describe you. Then tell why.
(Oh, how I miss her!)
Erma said: “I am not a glutton – I am an explorer of food.”
The truth about me: My Achilles’ heel is ice cream. Last winter when there was a blizzard warning, I rushed to DQ to get mine. I once ate a pint of Ben and Jerry’s Coffee, Coffee, Buzz, Buzz, Buzz instead of drinking a cup of coffee, and summer nights aren’t complete without a dish of Kemp’s Under the Stars. I tried all of Baskin–Robbins 31 flavors (in one sitting) before I admitted I had a problem and checked myself into ice-cream rehab . . . Okay, maybe that’s not 100% true—but, thank goodness for Erma! She put it all in perspective. I am NOT a glutton. I am merely an explorer of food.
Erma said: “The bad times I can handle. It’s the good times that drive me crazy. When is the other shoe going to drop?”
The truth about me: I went through a bad time when I experienced one crisis after another. I lost my job when the publishing company I worked for downsized its workforce and moved to another state. Then my mother died suddenly, and my dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s dementia. Dad died just months before I was diagnosed with cancer. (I’m fine now— eight years cancer free!) Through it all, I kept my level-headed sanity. Like Erma said, the bad times I can handle—Philippians 4:13! I’ve learned to savor the good times. And if the other shoes drops, I’ll just kick up my heels and dance, because I know God will pick it up.
And did you know:
Waiting for the other shoe to drop originated as the punchline to a very old joke in which a traveler arrives late at night in a small rooming house and is cautioned not to wake the other guests as he prepares for bed. Very tired, he accidentally allows one of his shoes to fall heavily to the floor, but is more careful with the other and places it quietly on the floor. He is sound asleep a few minutes later when he is awakened by the guest next door pounding on the wall and shouting, “For the love of Pete, drop the other shoe!” No one knows just how old that joke is, but etymological researcher Barry Popik has uncovered what is probably the earliest example yet found, an editorial cartoon in the New York World-Telegram from February 1943. (source: The Word Detective, Issue of May 23, 2001)
Erma said: “As a graduate of the Zsa Zsa Gabor School of Creative Mathematics, I honestly do not know how old I am.”
The truth about me: During third grade, I spent many evenings sitting at our kitchen table with Dad trying to help me with my math homework. Anything beyond basic addition, subtraction, multiplication and division befuddled me. Dad didn’t understand the “new math” any better than I did. He had his own method of “ciphering”, and that further complicated things. By middle school, math had become as mysterious to me as 3.14159265358979323846, which of course is pi, “the exact value of which cannot be defined”. (See, I was paying attention to my math teachers!) My algebra homework looked like this:
Decades later, I’m still mathematically challenged. I rely on a tip table to keep wait staff happy, without my calculator I can’t balance my checkbook or tally my invoices and, like Erma, I honestly do not know how old I am. My birth year ends in a 2. From there, I count on my fingers to 9 to figure it out.
So there you have it:
the “The Truth About Me, Author Style.”
Now it’s your turn.
What will your favorite author reveal about you?
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