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Question # 1: Do you prefer reading coffee table books, biographies, fiction, non-fiction, educational?
Oh-oh. This is a hard one because I just enjoy reading so much that I can’t really choose. I love them all — truly. But since my life seems to always be so full of stress, I suppose I would have to say fiction, only because it offers me the greatest “escape” of any reading experience, and that helps me relax.
Question # 2: What is your biggest fear or phobia?
I don’t have any real fears of phobias, but one thing that I find myself trying to escape from is conflict. In my younger years, I was always ready to “take the bull by the horns,” so to speak, and jump right into a conflict with my own arguments — especially when I “knew” I was right. But in more recent years, I will go waaaaaay out of my way to avoid conflict if at all possible — even when I know I’m right.
Question # 3: What is your favorite kind of cheese?
Farmers Cheese is my absolute favorite, but I like almost all kinds. I just read a quote by G. K. Chesterton, in which he refers to the fact that he has noticed that poets do not ever seem to write on the subject of cheese. Interesting.
Question # 4: What is your favorite month of the year?
October — for sure. Although November and December run such a close second that it’s hardly worth noting the difference. I simply love fall. I’ve told people many times that if I could just talk God into it, we would live in a world with 9 months of fall, 1 month of winter, and 2 months of spring.
Bonus Question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
I’m grateful for the wonderful people who have enrolled in my Writing Poetry class. They are so eager to learn and their eagerness is very inspiring to me. I am so looking forward to the next several weeks with them.
This coming week, I am also looking forward to getting a new handle on my cleaning and organizing at home. My house has been neglected a lot this past few months as I did other things, and I am beginning to feel the weight of mass clutter. I’m actually looking forward to cleaning it up. Don’t worry: I’m not a cleaning freak. And I’m definitely not the housekeeper my mother was. But — really — when you have to walk carefully through the living room because the path between clutter is only about three feet wide, it’s time to fix things.