I think I’ve been tagged. Wow. I’ve been tagged! How cool!
I don’t know what being tagged is.
Ahem. Apparently, I’m supposed to answer a bunch of questions. I’m also supposed to thank the person who tagged me. *sigh* I don’t want to be cliche… Jess of TheArtfulAuthor.wordpress.com—
I like your boots.
Now onward. To reveal the personal and private details of my life. Or something. I’m really don’t have a clue about this sort of thing.
M&Ms or Skittles?
Um, duh, M&Ms. They’re chocolate. Need I say more? I needn’t.
Read the book, or watch the movie first?
Now before the book-lovers start hating on me, let me explain why I like watching the movie first. What if the movie is totally off, like Anne of Green Gables: The Sequel? If you’ve read the book first, then you can’t enjoy the movie, because all you’re able to think about is how much Emmaline Harris needs to jump in a lake. If you watch the movie first, you can fervently wish for Emmaline to disappear, and then when you read the book afterwards and learn that she’s not even real, it will make you that much happier.
I know my logic is slightly weird, but oh well.
(How much do you want to bet that in the comments, Mop is going to say, “But dear, you are weird.”)
Winter or Summer?
What little things make you super happy?
Uh…my cat’s fat belly… Does that count? I say it counts. It’s all warm and squishy. Reminds me of walrus blubber.
Do you enjoy writing villains or heroes more?
Does that answer your question?
What is your dream job? (Anything under the sun, past, present, future, fantasy, anything.)
Y’all are probably expecting me to say I want to be an Elf, but that, my dearest dears, is incorrect.
I already am an Elf.
So I will say Weta Workshop in New Zealand. You know, the place that made all the swords and armor and severed orc heads for Lord of the Rings. I think making orc heads sounds incredibly fun.
If you had to choose one fictional world to live in for the rest of your life, where would you go?
I choose to be a world-traveler and live in all of them.
What is the best joke you’ve ever played on someone? (But if you don’t want to answer this, you could tell me whether sunsets or sunrises are better.)
Let’s talk about sunsets and sunrises.
*cough cough* Ahem. *disdainful sniff* I don’t play jokes on people. I just burn them with my sizzling wit. *chokes* Um. Well. Hang on a second. Hmm.
There was this one time that I told Mop the same lame joke every day for two weeks. She has a very bad memory (seriously, sometimes she can’t even remember how Lord of the Rings ends), and fell for it every single time.
You wouldn’t believe how much gleeful pleasure I get from that one.
Do you prefer 1st person or 3rd person for writing and/or reading?
Favorite song ever?
“Twinkle Twinkle, Little Star.”
Actually, I don’t have a favorite song… I don’t really listen to much music… Maybe this? I dunno. You tell me.
What is your favorite hour of the day?
I’m so helpful, I know.
Hopefully I did that right. Now, apparently, I’m supposed to tag bloggers I know.
I don’t know any bloggers.
I am really terrible at this.
So I guess if you have a blog, you can consider yourself…tagged. Or something. I don’t know.