One thing you might not know about me is that I really like psychology. If I hadn't gotten so deeply into music, I would've made psych my minor. I have an interest in more deeply understanding myself and others, so ever since I first could read, I've casually read and researched on the subject. (My mom once got worried I was "plotting against her" because I liked to read her parenting books, LOL.) Personality tests are on the lighter side of psychology, with most of them not being consistently validated, but they're definitely fun!
One personality test you might have taken in school involves a number of "intelligences" in areas like "spatial," "logical, "linguistic," and "musical". I took that test multiple times in Gifted and Talented classes. My highest scores were in the linguistic, musical, interpersonal, and intrapersonal regions. (The last two mean "between people" and "with self.") It makes sense, honestly, because I am a writer who is more character-based. How can you mess with your characters if you don't understand them?
A topic that I think can reveal a lot about you and your personality, though, that I don't see a lot of discussion about, is first memories. Why would you remember that specific moment, out of all the moments you could have remembered earlier on? I think that's a key question to ask. When I've asked friends about it, I've found it to be pretty informative. So take a moment, while I tell you about my own first memories and what they say about me, to figure out your own first memories and what they might say about you.
My First Memories
I have two, both from when I was around one year old (I know that's improbable, but what can I say?). I have no idea which one actually came first.
The shorter one I have is of just a taste. It's slipping from me more and more as time passes, but I still remember it now--my first teething biscuit, apparently. That thing was gross as heck. Like, chalk mixed with bread or something. So what does that say about me? Well, me and food, throughout my life, have had an interesting relationship. Binging is a common problem for me, and though I've dealt with lots of body image issues, I can't deny that I have a love for eating.
The other memory is a good deal longer, and I think it reflects me as a person better. It's of me on my grandma's lap, looking down at a piano keyboard. She's playing this amazing piece, and I want to make pretty sounds too, so I reach out to touch the keys--and am confused at my inability to make it pretty. Grandma then starts playing a fancy version of "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star." I still can't copy her, and frustrated and confused, I look over to see my mom with a very strange thing in front of her face.
That "thing" was a video camera, as I discovered years later when I was watching home videos and came across that exact memory from a totally different angle.
So that? It shows how family matters to me as a place of comfort and learning and how music has always been a part of me, even though piano didn't end up working out quite as well for me as cello and voice. There's even a hint of my perfectionist nature in there--my frustration at my inability to make something pretty like Grandma.
Thanks for reading!
In a week, I'll be doing a post where I match up four or five of my main characters from varied novels in a scene, and show you exactly why that is never a good idea. I would like for YOU to please give your four or five nominations for the characters I will be using. (Editor's Note: Poll is no longer open.)
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