I have vast knowledge of my nerdiness. I am o.k. with it. Most heroines are not "normal" and most heros are not either. They are enthusiastic, break-the-mold, plunge-right-in, nerds. I love faerytales! They are rarely understood. They try a bit to help others understand them, but, in the end it is a love me or leave me mentality, I guess.
I relate to Stargirl, I admire Ginny, though I have been likened to Luna Lovegood so often, I should get royalties, hee hee. I would never sit around bemoaning unrequited love. There's too much love out there swirling around. Truly. I know I am not typical. I am a nerd. But, when you see others with stories like mine, characters who are a bit flaky, but, highly intelligent about human nature and who have an enthusiastic love of each day, it makes me realize that there are PLU's around (People Like Us). I like that thought.
I was told, awhile back, that I MUST read Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli! I was told that besides the fact that I don't own a eukele and some other little quirks, I WAS Stargirl. What happened when I read the book and its sequel freaked me out a bit... I eat lemons straight on like a character in the second book, I do seem to think like Stargirl on so many things, etc. etc. etc. Lots of similarities, I am telling you. I wonder, sometimes, what happens. You know why are we the way we are. I just finished reading a long book, pictures galore, btw, yum, on William Morris! Who does this? I do, I guess, and I love it. I read Harold Bloom for fun and think he is so brilliant, terribly cocky, but probably the funniest guy who loves Shakespeare, like I do. I love the idea of colorful painted houses in the snow in Norway or pretending the homes in Amsterdam, above, that one might be mine. I know they are not these colors, but, when I see photographs of these in front of the canal, they take on these joy-filled colors, in my heart. I don't drink, it puts me to sleep, but, my cousin, who must know how much I love all things Dutch, or maybe it was an accident, gave me Chocovine, which is a desert wine from Holland. It has a windmill and tulips on the bottle, sigh. I am a nerd for loving just looking at it. Not sure how to explain. I have tomes of useless knowledge in my brain, and I love it! I guess, as a friend said, we all do. It is what makes us interesting and writes our stories. I am accepting of my quirkiness and my Stargirl-ness.
I hope you go read a fairytale, The Girl with No Hands, is a great one, with a rock-star heroine, and go out and love something with gusto, no holds barred, enjoy this day! That is where I am headed. See you there! Blessings, Amy