Miles bloody Vorkosigan has more sense than to raise a giant spider.
Working on rag rug. So far, have a yarmulke-sized circle, and some more braid to sew up.
I think I'm going to like these, though my finger is sore. I need to get some nipple armor.
Well, the preliminary phase of my cross design is done. I worked out what the knot needs to look like. There should be four knots, actually, one for each arm. Not complex ones, simple ones, to match my pentacle.
The one thing that I could not stand when I was a kid was parents lying to their kids. I was not, as a rule, lied to. I was told an age-appropriate truth, always with the knowledge that it was not the complete truth, and I would learn more about things as I got older.
My parents tried the tooth fairy thing, and it worked -- until my mother gave me a quarter she had found lying on the floor. It was my quarter, and there was a spot on it so I knew it was mine, and the tooth fairy had given me my own quarter.
I angrily confronted my mother (I was five or younger at this point) and she admitted that yes, she was the tooth fairy, and that there was no physical little fairy that came around and did the tooth thing. I was mad at her for lying to me.
It's one thing to tell a kid that the stove is dangerous and they should not touch it until they are trained in its proper use. It is another thing to tell a kid that the stove has a monster that will hurt them if they go near it.
It may be frustrating as all get-out to tell a kid that they can't understand some of these things yet. Better that a kid be frustrated and try to learn more than intimidated or scared by a deliberately flawed understanding of how the world works.
(If anybody wants to interview me, please leave questions.)
1. What started you on your spiritual path?
I'm fairly sure I've always used magic, in one form or another. I remember Narcissa making charms to talk to the fairies with me. But my spiritual path... it began when I took the Wizard's Oath when I was a teenager, after reading it and determining that yes, I was willing to do that. After that, the next big step was the first time I was called upon to Tell Truths to someone -- someone I'd barely even met. He was just a teensy bit freaked.
2. You mentioned once looking back at how things had unfolded, and being able to see how, even if you'd made different choices along the way, you'd still have ended up where you were now. Tell me about one of those alternate paths.
The most obvious one was where I went to DeVry right out of high school. The more I look back on it, the more certain I am that the path I actually did take was a second choice. I wouldn't unlearn any of the things I did by going this way, but next time, I might go the other way. But, I went, in this alternate path, to DeVry right out of high school, and started in the EET program. That got boring, and I switched over to CIS. I met this gamer guy who was a mage too. After a while, another mage showed up at school, and since my roommate had probably graduated, either that or I was tired of living alone, she and I (and her son) moved in together.
3. When did you first know you were multiple? How did the others first manifest?
I first knew I was multiple back in the 7th or 8th grade, very slightly, because I noticed that I reacted slightly differently in different situations. The first major manifestation was when Shanna and I started writing notes back and forth in my journal. Interesting, how our handwriting was different.
4. What do you miss most about Alaska? What major differences do you notice between there and other places you've been?
Alaska's so cool and so quiet. I have a hard time falling asleep here, it's so hot. I miss the weather. I'm like Darkside, and I want to go dance in the rain. Alaska is so small and quiet, people-wise, and so huge, landwise. It's not all jammed together like here. (And I am assured that out west, things are less jampacked than in the East.) Alaska's definitely drier than Texas. When I went through the Dallas airport on the way here from home, I loved the warm soft air. I never notice dry air in airplanes, because that's how home is.
5. What's the best piece of advice you've ever been given?
"Don't be sorry for being human." ...Someone who cares about and loves me very much told me that, and it's been one of the things keeping me sane. I'm human. I'm loved. I'm flawed. I shouldn't let go of all the things that are wonderful about me to remove the flaws.
Doing some small trimming friends list. Not hating people, not being mad at... just not reading.
Feel free to leave or delete at your pleasure.
[Edit: should read: "Feel free to leave or remain at your pleasure."]