2020 Snowflake Challenge -- Day 1
Jan. 3rd, 2020 12:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kelly_chamblissI make no promises about finishing the challenge this year; I always swear to do so, and I always fail. So I'm just going to own my shortcomings and plow ahead in my flawed-human way.
Day 1 -- Introduce Yourself
Name (for the purposes of LJ/DW): Kelly Chambliss
Occupation: Professor of English, university-level
Age: pretty old, certainly older than I ever imagined being (to the point that I'm now like my ancient relatives, who used to talk about how surprised they were when they caught glimpses of themselves in mirrors and thought, "who is that old bag?" Yeah, I'm there. The old "me" I see in the mirror looks nothing like the 30-something "me" that is my standard sense of myself. Still, being old is better than the alternative (for now, anyway).
Family: I've been with Partner for twenty years now. We met when her "Child" was four; the "Young Man" is now 24. (!) In my immediate family, I'm the oldest of four, with one sister and two brothers.
Interests: HP, writing, reading in general, history in general and women's/queer history in particular, politics, film and film history (I've been a movie buff for decades, especially silents), amateur acting. I love visiting libraries and museums and supermarkets. I love cheese, good bread, butter, coffee, tea, and flower-flavored foods. I collect books and have a lot of them. Like over a thousand.
Personal Traits: I talk a lot, I procrastinate a lot, I'm generally a pessimist (no, I don't see the glass half-empty; I see the glass with barely any dregs in it at all), I'm borderline OCD, I'm lazy, I prefer couch-sitting to any sort of physical or outdoor activity (the outdoors is what I pass through on my way to various indoors), I'm a picky eater.
Day 1 -- Introduce Yourself
Name (for the purposes of LJ/DW): Kelly Chambliss
Occupation: Professor of English, university-level
Age: pretty old, certainly older than I ever imagined being (to the point that I'm now like my ancient relatives, who used to talk about how surprised they were when they caught glimpses of themselves in mirrors and thought, "who is that old bag?" Yeah, I'm there. The old "me" I see in the mirror looks nothing like the 30-something "me" that is my standard sense of myself. Still, being old is better than the alternative (for now, anyway).
Family: I've been with Partner for twenty years now. We met when her "Child" was four; the "Young Man" is now 24. (!) In my immediate family, I'm the oldest of four, with one sister and two brothers.
Interests: HP, writing, reading in general, history in general and women's/queer history in particular, politics, film and film history (I've been a movie buff for decades, especially silents), amateur acting. I love visiting libraries and museums and supermarkets. I love cheese, good bread, butter, coffee, tea, and flower-flavored foods. I collect books and have a lot of them. Like over a thousand.
Personal Traits: I talk a lot, I procrastinate a lot, I'm generally a pessimist (no, I don't see the glass half-empty; I see the glass with barely any dregs in it at all), I'm borderline OCD, I'm lazy, I prefer couch-sitting to any sort of physical or outdoor activity (the outdoors is what I pass through on my way to various indoors), I'm a picky eater.
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Date: 2020-01-04 10:32 pm (UTC)Yes, 24 for the Young Man; it's a struggle to wrap my head around it. Please don't tell me your kids are 12 or something already!
I credit my interest in film with teaching me how to research and evaluate sources. I was a teenager (14 or so) when I became obsessed with movies, long before the internet. I could find out things only by spending hours in the library and poring over reference books and cross-checking references and reading endless histories and movie star autobiographies. I remember distinctly the first time I realized that one couldn't always believe what one read -- the autobiography of silent star Pola Negri. Some of her reminiscences read like bad fanfic fantasies (not that I knew that then, of course).
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Date: 2020-01-05 05:56 am (UTC)No, mine isn't 12. Yet. She's seven. And in school, which is WTF enough. And a right little Ravenclaw she's turning into.
Your history with film is fascinating. God, I remember those pre-internet days sussing out everything the local library could tell me about XYZ. Those research skills have clearly served you well, though. ♥