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The young woman smiles as she settles in a chair, it is a look of amusement. She crosses one leg over the other and looks directly at the interviewer. “So,” she says initiating what the interviewer is reluctant to begin, “What do you want to know?”

Let me begin by giving you a fair warning. I am different and I am unique, but above all I am plainly and simply me. Me being me of course means that on a daily basis I exist as a contradiction and an anomaly. Its hard to describe me in words though many have tried. I’ve heard anything from impish to cute, to manipulative to blatantly honest. But its hard to sum up something so complex in so few words, though it seems the more people try to interpret me the farther they get from the truth. You may try if you wish.

It seems that I spend most of my time trying to make things difficult for myself. I love being at the center of attention but I avoid the spotlight like the plague. I have always put others before me at the times when I more then anyone want someone to take care of me. I adore compliments though I don’t go out of my way to make myself noticeable. I always take things seriously though I believe wholeheartedly that life must be looked at with a sense of humor. Most people find it hard to make me laugh, but I am almost always amused by their efforts. I love life and everything it brings and at the same time I hate what the world has become. I don’t believe in conformity but I think that to get your way sometimes you have to act the way someone wants you to. I dislike hypocrites more then anyone, but I am the first to admit that I am intolerant of intolerance and damn proud of it. As I mentioned earlier I am contradiction incarnate, but I would have it no other way.

People wonder what I am, but I am too many things to list. But if I were to choose one word to explain who I was, I am a writer, tried and true. Also I am a skilled people watcher, I know exactly what to say and how to say it. I almost always know how someone will react before they do. In this skill I have avoided many conflicts and created a few. I hate to be surprised so I always try to second guess someone, though I hardly ever act on assumptions because I also hate to be wrong. Another category I don‘t hesitate to place myself in, is that of playtron. This means that I am a renaissance faire goer in the worst way. My life revolves around these six weekends in the fall and I spend the rest of the year planning and sewing costumes, creating characters and keeping in touch with the people who I have met at past festivals. Need a costume?? I‘m your gal.

I am quiet and contemplative. I love to have answers so I spend most of my time thinking on problems of the world, and many that are closer to home. I often get lost in thought and if I find myself bored by something or someone my mind wanders something terrible. The saying, “it’s the quiet ones you gotta watch,” applies to me. I don’t have the usual Irish temper. Too often I sit on my anger, allowing a cold rage to build up. When I lash out I hardly ever feel remorse because deep down I feel the person deserved my outrage in some way. I hardly ever displace my anger though I have been known to get grumpy and unresponsive. Don’t worry, it takes a lot, and I mean a lot, to get me angry enough to do something about it.

I am a great listener and I don’t mind giving advice. I love my friends with a passion and am very protective of those that are close to me. I am very selective about those that I am friends with though I get along with just about everyone. I don’t like to complain, or show weakness, but I don’t hold it against anyone who does. Unless of course its excessive then I get annoyed. I love discussing philosophy, religion, politics and anything that causes controversy, but only with those who have an open enough mind to accept another persons ideas, no matter how conflicting they may be. I love coffee shops, late nights, and walks in the rain. I don’t like crowds or lines or aimless shuffling. I’m not picky about music, except I will, under no circumstances, listen to rap. Whatever I’m in the mood for I listen to and I have a radio in my head 24/7. Hey, who ever said life doesn’t have background music?

The young woman laughed at the expression worn by the interviewer. He sat across from her, his mouth open in awe or in shock. Either way it amused the hell out of her. She leaned back in her chair, a satisfied smirk playing across her lips. Folding her hands across her lap she said, “And now you probably know more about me then you ever wanted to know.”