Are You Questioning Me?

“I keep six honest serving-men, They taught me all I knew; Their names are What and Why and When and How and Where and Who.”

~Rudyard Kipling

Happy Monday.

Big thanks to everyone for their help/patience on Friday.  I noticed all the return visits, and appreciated your anticipation.  

 

Sorry I couldn’t post sooner.

If you missed the video, you can see it here.  If you’d like to leave a comment on YouTube, you can do that, here.

Onward.

I’ve so far avoided tags and memes, but Blogger Dad tagged me, so I couldn’t say no.

These are the questions I’m supposed to answer.  They have nothing whatsoever to do with our interview, which I believe is posting a week from Wednesday.  

1) Where were you ten years ago?
  • Managing a flower shop.  My specialty was purchasing roses, which our shop imported, mostly from Ecuador.  I also booked the weddings.  
  • I’d already met the love of my life, and was two weeks away from signing a lease on our tiny two bedroom house.
2) What’s on your to do list today?
  • Prepare the pre-school for children.
  • Use any available windows during the day, no matter how small, to answer emails and comment.
  • Teach pre-school.
  • Take my own children to school.
  • Teach pre-school.
  • Pick up my son from school.
  • Teach pre-school.
  • Pick up my daughter from school.
  • Teach pre-school.
  • Soak brain from too much pre-school.
  • Enjoy my children without sharing them (Dancing, reading, and game time mandatory).
  • Put my children to bed knowing that if I wasn’t sharing them, I wouldn’t have had as much time with them as I did.
  • Write.  
  • Daisy.
  • Rest.
3) What if you were a Billionaire?
  • I’d sit down and attempt to gather in my mind, every person who had ever impacted my life in any measurable way.  Then imagine a way to quietly reward each of them.  
  • I’d ensure that every member of my family had everything they, or their progeny would ever need.
  • I’d spend my days writing, using my words to pull the world forward, rather than myself ahead.  
  • As these needs were met, I’d pour the remainder into privately designed individual education for high functioning children, imprisoned in difficult circumstance.  
4) Five places you have lived?
  • An apartment above a garage
  • A small two bedroom house
  • A one bedroom condo
  • A two bedroom condo (though this was actually the same condo.  We bought the studio next door and made a door.)  
  • A one-hundred year old Victorian
5) Three bad habits?
  • I drink way too much coffee.
  • I Stay up way too late writing.
  • I Work on too many things at once.
6) Snacks you like?
  • M&M’s (both kinds, but peanut are better)
  • Raw almonds
  • Dark chocolate
7) Who will you tag?
  • Everyone.  Please feel free to answer one or all the questions below.

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About Sean Platt

Sean Platt is author of Syllable Soup and Penny to a Million, plus co-founder of Children Write the Future. Follow him on Twitter (and make your life better with the right words!).

Comments

  1. Luis Gross says:

    Writer Dad,

    That title is awesome!

    Made me smile too — that’s a rarity, just so you know.

    But wow!

    Do you ever have any time to yourself?

    I couldn’t help but notice your last three in your to-do list.

    How do you ever manage to post 5 times a week and write your wee-books?

    Gees!

    Luis Grosss last blog post..StumbleUpon Do’s and Dont’s

  2. Luis Gross says:

    Writer Dad,

    That title is awesome!

    Made me smile too — that’s a rarity, just so you know.

    But wow!

    Do you ever have any time to yourself?

    I couldn’t help but notice your last three in your to-do list.

    How do you ever manage to post 5 times a week and write your wee-books?

    Gees!

    Luis Grosss last blog post..StumbleUpon Do’s and Dont’s

  3. Writer Dad says:

    Luis: Sorry I just got to this. Didn’t notice I had a stray comment.

    No, not really. If I do, I’m furiously typing. The Wee-Books are just polished versions of material that was written before the blog. I’ll be able to produce fresh material when I move into writing full time.

  4. Writer Dad says:

    Luis: Sorry I just got to this. Didn’t notice I had a stray comment.

    No, not really. If I do, I’m furiously typing. The Wee-Books are just polished versions of material that was written before the blog. I’ll be able to produce fresh material when I move into writing full time.

  5. 1) Where were you ten years ago?

    1998: I was moving to Chicago; I had just given up a sweet back page column to move here. My son was one year old. My daughter was 4.5. It was windy and snowing and driving the moving truck was learning how to sail in a hurricane.

    2) What’s on your to do list today?
    ~ Laundry
    ~ Kitchen
    ~ Xmas brouhaha
    ~ Snow shoveling at about 6:45
    ~ Cursing
    ~more shoveling
    ~ more cursing
    ~ hot chocolate and/or scotch
    ~ feed them
    ~ homework them
    ~ watch office/30 rock
    ~ send them to bed
    ~ Pinotage w/ [My Attorney]
    ~ Write

    3) What if you were a Billionaire?

    What do you mean what if?

    4) Five places you have lived?

    I have lived in a shotgun apartment over an electric shaver repair shop with an insane performance artist who once set himself on fire; I took an apartment in a building that was condemned shortly thereafter where the garage apartments housed loud winos who sat on their porches drinking Thunderbird under palm trees and often fell over the rail to lie laughing on the asphalt behind my back door; I have lived over a garage in a two roomed apartment with pink walls and faux jewelry embedded int he floorboard cracks with quadruple French doors that opened into the upper branches of live oak and palms where I found, slid behind a kitchen cabinet door, a love note on brown paper from the former tenant to his lover, stranded in Mexico after an illegal operation, a note I carefully replaced in the hopes it would find its way; I have lived, for a week, in rock star splendor, on the 9th floor of La Pavillon in New Orleans in July where I stood amid chipped plaster statues and oblivious, chain smoking Brits, watching the afternoon thunderstorm gather black and crash through the business district to embrace us in a hot rain; I have lived now ten years in a bungalow on a street corner in Chicago amid cops and firemen, all of them manic Christmasophiles, their houses ablaze from November 29th through Jan 4, drinking coffee and singing to myself in the kitchen each day.

    5) Three bad habits?

    I write long letters to friends after three am because I have insomnia and it’s a lot like being sloppy drunk, and I get what I call emotionally intellectually curious and ask detailed philosophical questions. Then after I finally fall asleep and wake up, have to plow through long, complicated answers to a question I don’t remember and no longer understand.

    I truly, truly love collecting and using bizarre, gigantic, hideously obscure words in everyday speech which, though it is fun for me, is not much more than carefully controlled logorrhea and does no one any real good, especially when I use words like copraphagilaliac in the Taco Bell drive-through.

    I lie to children about bigfoot and convince them he knows how to read and loved superman comics but is pretty depressed all the time because he can’t get a job and come into town and buy them so they should sometimes take their old superman comics and leave them in the woods.

    6) Snacks you like?

    Dirty martinis; fois gras; cheese grits.

    7) Who will you tag?

    Sgt. David Haynes

    Christopher Garlingtons last blog post..Proper Potty Training for People with Penises

  6. 1) Where were you ten years ago?

    1998: I was moving to Chicago; I had just given up a sweet back page column to move here. My son was one year old. My daughter was 4.5. It was windy and snowing and driving the moving truck was learning how to sail in a hurricane.

    2) What’s on your to do list today?
    ~ Laundry
    ~ Kitchen
    ~ Xmas brouhaha
    ~ Snow shoveling at about 6:45
    ~ Cursing
    ~more shoveling
    ~ more cursing
    ~ hot chocolate and/or scotch
    ~ feed them
    ~ homework them
    ~ watch office/30 rock
    ~ send them to bed
    ~ Pinotage w/ [My Attorney]
    ~ Write

    3) What if you were a Billionaire?

    What do you mean what if?

    4) Five places you have lived?

    I have lived in a shotgun apartment over an electric shaver repair shop with an insane performance artist who once set himself on fire; I took an apartment in a building that was condemned shortly thereafter where the garage apartments housed loud winos who sat on their porches drinking Thunderbird under palm trees and often fell over the rail to lie laughing on the asphalt behind my back door; I have lived over a garage in a two roomed apartment with pink walls and faux jewelry embedded int he floorboard cracks with quadruple French doors that opened into the upper branches of live oak and palms where I found, slid behind a kitchen cabinet door, a love note on brown paper from the former tenant to his lover, stranded in Mexico after an illegal operation, a note I carefully replaced in the hopes it would find its way; I have lived, for a week, in rock star splendor, on the 9th floor of La Pavillon in New Orleans in July where I stood amid chipped plaster statues and oblivious, chain smoking Brits, watching the afternoon thunderstorm gather black and crash through the business district to embrace us in a hot rain; I have lived now ten years in a bungalow on a street corner in Chicago amid cops and firemen, all of them manic Christmasophiles, their houses ablaze from November 29th through Jan 4, drinking coffee and singing to myself in the kitchen each day.

    5) Three bad habits?

    I write long letters to friends after three am because I have insomnia and it’s a lot like being sloppy drunk, and I get what I call emotionally intellectually curious and ask detailed philosophical questions. Then after I finally fall asleep and wake up, have to plow through long, complicated answers to a question I don’t remember and no longer understand.

    I truly, truly love collecting and using bizarre, gigantic, hideously obscure words in everyday speech which, though it is fun for me, is not much more than carefully controlled logorrhea and does no one any real good, especially when I use words like copraphagilaliac in the Taco Bell drive-through.

    I lie to children about bigfoot and convince them he knows how to read and loved superman comics but is pretty depressed all the time because he can’t get a job and come into town and buy them so they should sometimes take their old superman comics and leave them in the woods.

    6) Snacks you like?

    Dirty martinis; fois gras; cheese grits.

    7) Who will you tag?

    Sgt. David Haynes

    Christopher Garlingtons last blog post..Proper Potty Training for People with Penises

  7. Writer Dad says:

    Christopher: This was a nice surprise. I’d totally forgotten I even wrote this post. Your answers were a lot of fun. Thanks, I’ll be by to check out your site shortly.

  8. Writer Dad says:

    Christopher: This was a nice surprise. I’d totally forgotten I even wrote this post. Your answers were a lot of fun. Thanks, I’ll be by to check out your site shortly.

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