like father like daughter
Dec. 3rd, 2006 05:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sureiIt's ironic how much like my father I've become. He wears boot-cut slacks (black) and cowboy boots and western-style shirts that he rolls up to the elbows. He keeps his hair long and tied back at the nape of his neck, and he writes fiction - science fiction, fantasy, and horror.
I wear boot-cut jeans (often black) and boots and button-down shirts that I roll up to the elbows. I'm growing out my hair and I tend to wear it tied back at the nape of my neck, and I write fiction - mostly dark fantasy, with the occasional brush into science fiction and outright horror.
He goes to several conventions a year and is a long-standing member of Toastmasters. Within the constraints of college and my lesser years, so am I. He went to Pomona, which is where I go now. He wanted to live in southern California, which is my current intention.
In fact, there are only three points on which we really differ. The first is that I'm not a man. The second is that he's not fond of many of the crafty things I learned from my mother (although he used to draw), including sewing, beading, knitting, and historical costuming. The third is our level of spirituality. He's an atheist with a firm belief that science can explain everything, even if we can't. I'm Buddhist with animist tendencies.
But superficially, at least, and indeed in much of our personalities, the relation is clear.
I wear boot-cut jeans (often black) and boots and button-down shirts that I roll up to the elbows. I'm growing out my hair and I tend to wear it tied back at the nape of my neck, and I write fiction - mostly dark fantasy, with the occasional brush into science fiction and outright horror.
He goes to several conventions a year and is a long-standing member of Toastmasters. Within the constraints of college and my lesser years, so am I. He went to Pomona, which is where I go now. He wanted to live in southern California, which is my current intention.
In fact, there are only three points on which we really differ. The first is that I'm not a man. The second is that he's not fond of many of the crafty things I learned from my mother (although he used to draw), including sewing, beading, knitting, and historical costuming. The third is our level of spirituality. He's an atheist with a firm belief that science can explain everything, even if we can't. I'm Buddhist with animist tendencies.
But superficially, at least, and indeed in much of our personalities, the relation is clear.