Here- let me impress you with my multi-cultural taste in cinema: 'The 400 Blows' Directed by: Francois Truffaut. - It was so gritty and natural and minimalistic for when it was made. Jean Pierre Leaud (this film being his acting debut), was a revelation. A prodigy in the making. It's in black and white, It's got French sub-titles, it's a coming-of-age story, it's old and artsy-fartsy - in other words, it's amazing.
When I shop (if I shop), where do I go?: I'm loyal to Levi's 501's. I have chicken-legs, and 501's make me look less chicken-leg-ish (or at least that's what I'd like to believe). I like pants. I like cutting pants at the knee, making little triangle cuts - so they look like Peter Pan Pants. I like jackets. Jackets make me look good. That's honestly why I look forward to cooler weather - so I can wear jackets and pants. I care what people think about me. I worry often about my looks. And so do you- just admit it.
I can read anywhere. I read and write at work when I shouldn't be. And I read and write on my breaks. It is often difficult for me to finish reading something, because the material starts compelling me to write. I read slow. I'm dyslexic. So is Richard Ford - so, it's no excuse for anything. I write fiction mostly- in its various forms.
First literary influence/inspiration? Nick Hornby, Raymond Carver, Richard Ford, Jack London, Thoreau, Chekhov, Kafka, Nabokov (all the "ov's").
Current influences? All of the above - George Saunders, David Foster Wallace, Jane Austen, Lorrie Moore, Steve Almond, David Sedaris, Harold Brodkey- I'm a sucker for Cheevers and Updike and those guys- Bellow, Roth.
I've started a novella- 'Onward'. That's all I'm gonna' say about it. Don't want to jinx it.
I started seriously reading when i was 21-22. Before that I didn't know how to read. I could read, but I didn't know HOW to read. I'm still learning, actually. but then I read Nick Hornby's "About a Boy" - laughed my ass off, cried- all that. It made me realize that books were cool. That authors were crazy-badass-lunatics. Just like me!
What literary figure would I be? I wrote down 'Frank Bascombe'. Why? It's hard to say. He's a loner and self-centered. He's an asshole most of the time. But he cares and he tries and he feels so much. Like me. So maybe I just want to be myself. Imagine that.
That's all I had written down.
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