GeneralI like to write, so I've been working on my autobiography. So far it doesn't have a happy ending (sigh..) I think the first draft was better. I get bored quite easily. When I feel my mood change, I chang my look. It can happen quite often. I think obscurity has another tale to tell….at least that’s what Sybil seems to be telling me these days. My therapist is suspicious. And I always feel obscure..is that even normal? I do like to go line dancing with my friend, Prudence. She's always smiling, which Dr. Bantam says is good for me, but I'm not sure why.
MusicOboes and cellos really speak to me, so any music that uses these instruments; Chopin, who makes me weep, plus ANYTHING by Aimee Mann, Annie Lennox, Karen Carpenter and Judy Garland (seriously, she's amazing!) Oh, and Janet Klein performing obscure, naughty, and lovely songs from the 1910', 20's and 30's with singing and ukulele accompaniment in a girl-next-door Depression Era style
TelevisionI don't really watch television - it's too difficult to make a decision on a nightly basis. But I do like repeats of Six Feet Under, and Prudence thinks I should watch Dancing with the Stars..you know, for tips and stuff. But really....
BooksI like to read, especially at night. Books help me get through the day and night. The writings of Sylvia Plath give me hope, and the Bronte sisters, who inspire me to....um, well I'm not sure, but I like them. Jane Austen, The Gastlycrumb Tinies by Edward Gorey, and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - I connect with Charlie's family.
HeroesMy therapist Dr. Bantam says I suffer from chronic ennui, but I guess I'm just too tired to figure it all out. Here's a favorite quote, although I'm not sure why..... “I never go outside unless I look like Joan Crawford the movie star. If you want the girl next door, go next door."- Joan Crawford I wonder what it all means?
About me:Check out my new video - it's all about me, of course. Poetry is my escape...I enjoy writing about, well, me. Here's my latest: Scanty clothes and cheerful grin Are not the style of Ellowyne. My eyes are lustrous, large and deep Chopin always makes me weep. Boredom is my greatest foe I wallow in a well of woe. Flowers, lace, and frippery Helps save me from my great ennui. My pretty painted house divine Which lies upon the earthquake line Is filled with treasures I adore From grandma and the dollar store. I’d like to give my cat a kiss But Sybil wants to scratch and hiss. We drink our tea from silver trays While kitty eats a mouse and plays. My spirits wilt just like a rose My pretty poem is at a close. Sweetly pained I feel inspired But no, perhaps not…I’m just too tired. If you must know more about me, you can visit my website at www.ellowynewilde.com .. ..............
Who I'd like to meet:Willy Wonka, who inspires me, and Joan Crawford, who taught me never to smile, which helps me when I visit nursing homes. SLIDESHOW: to view captions, hold mouse over photos - or click on photo 1 and then hold mouse over photos.
- Status: Single
- Here for: Friends
- Hometown: San Francisco, on the fault line
- Body type: 1' 4" / Slim / Slender
- Zodiac Sign: Scorpio
- Children: Someday