sekiharatae | Five word meme

Reply to this meme by yelling "bibliophile!", and I will give you five words that remind me of you; then post them in your journal and explain what they mean to you. If I don't know you that well, your words might end up being a little odd...

Given to me by

windrider1 (and I got long-winded, sorry!):

Puppies -- Immense energy and total insanity wrapped in a cute, furry, four-legged body. A source of unconditional affection, and a perpetual ego boost. They think everything you do -- from taking a bath to tripping on the stairs -- is completely and utterly amazing and fantastic. When you come home after being gone ten minutes, it's the most interesting that's happened to them all day.

Love -- The greatest thing ever, whether romantic or familial or platonic. There's not enough of it, and it's sad that people are stingy with something that should be limitless. I think I love in the friendship sense pretty freely, although I held off in the romantic sense until I found 'the one'. I may also have far too much love of inanimate objects. ^^; (Books = love; art = love; music = love; well-decorated house = love.)

Smut -- Something I write too much of... I didn't mean to become known as a smut writer, and I think I have, and that sometimes makes me sad. On the other hand, reading smut -- the kind where the characters love each other, and it's obvious -- makes me happy. When I'm having a down day, I can get a little pick-me-up by reading something romantic.

Cloud -- Damn fine pixels on that one! I think there's an awful lot going on in his head, much more than people give him credit for. And I go a bit rabid when people dismiss him off as 'emo'. (WTF does that even mean, anyway? That he angsts too much? If your home town is destroyed, your mother killed, and your secret crush stabbed by your childhood hero; and then you spend four years in a tank as a 'specimen', only to escape because your best and only friend sacrifices himself for you; and then you contract a deadly disease for which there is no known cure... THEN you might be in a position to judge what level of angst is appropriate, and can start cutting people off at the bar.)

Writing -- both the dream and the nightmare? Some days writing is a lot of fun, and others it's a chore. On both, there's a need or want to write... but some days I seem able and others not. Some days the words come, and others I'm a blank slate. And, lately, there've just been a lot of days when I feel like my writing isn't good enough, and I should just scrap everything and go back to my rock. But... I've wanted to be a writer -- published, on shelves at the bookstore -- since I was about... twelve. Maybe I'll get there someday. As long as Don (of Depression) leaves me the hell alone!