Poll results and now bumper stickers.

[mrissa]

So, yesterday's poll confirmed that the things that freak me out the most are not the things that freak most people out the most. Feet and ears, people. Feet and ears. Do not do violence to either one of them. Apparently I am nearly alone in this. And I will probably be even more alone if I say that it's not ears that are the worst, it's the little fine hairs just above my ears. The little wispy ones. Mess with those at your peril. (This is not so much an issue when I'm not wearing my hair pulled back, and these days I'm not wearing my hair pulled back all that often.)

I also bowed to public opinion (for once -- I don't promise to ever do it again) and worked on both sex and violence in Sampo yesterday. I keep repeating to myself that I am tougher than this book. It is a nearer thing than it usually is.

I'm wearing shorts and a T-shirt today, short skirt and cami top yesterday, but you know what's on my to-do list for the week? "Put electric mattress pad on bed." Because fall is coming, and you don't want to wake up in the middle of the night surprised by it. You just want to punch the little button and go back to warm, blissful sleep.

I have been unduly influenced by the, "Jesus is coming. Look busy," bumper stickers, I guess, because now, "_____ is coming," is invariably followed by, "look busy," in my head. I am still capable of hearing, "_____ loves you," without filling in, "but the rest of us think you're a jerk." But that's still my favorite Jesus-related bumper sticker.

I did not start this entry intending to talk about Jesus-related bumper stickers. Such is life; at least, such is my life.

Comments

[scottjames.livejournal.com]

I'm kind of with you about ears. Not the little wispy hairs, particularly, though.

[stillsostrange.livejournal.com]

I realized after I filled out the poll that I'm with you on feet, but was too lazy to go back and change my answer. I also get creeped out by images or descriptions of nosebleeds.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

This is me not describing the nosebleed I had about a month ago, then. Even though it was pretty funny.

Maybe I am the only one who would find it so. But I did.

[rysmiel.livejournal.com]

Eyes, definitely. Ears and feet are not particularly triggery for me.

I think it was tanac who had the bumper sticker juxtaposing "WWJD" with "RTFM", which I rather liked. Though not on an actual bumper. My brain is melting as to where I saw that, drat it.

[callunav.livejournal.com]

Huh. Interesting. I know I know someone else who has a berserk mode for any contact with the hairs over her ears, but I haven't the faintest idea who. Possibly you mentioned it a long time ago in some post, and that's all I'm remembering.

You should probably consider not watching the original Die Hard, if you haven't already.

So, is that the kind of squick where it intensifies any violence in your fiction, which can be bad or can heighten tension, or the kind where it bothers you enough to eject you from the story, all-bets-are-off?

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Well, there have been foot/ankle-related issues in several of my stories, to the point where I am banned from any more of them for at least a year.

But in other people's fiction, it really depends on how it's handled. It can go either way. Context, as always, matters.

[one-undone.livejournal.com]

Actually, I ALMOST checked ears, but hesitated because I felt it only applied to CERTAIN trauma to the ears, then reconsidered and checked eyes, because every violent attack upon an eye grosses me out. Biting an ear, for instance, would not be a big deal. Stabbing someone in the ear would be *kind of* icky, depending on how graphically it was described and how it was done. Ripping or slicing ear *cartilage* = Augh! Horrifying, disfiguring! Excruciating pain! = BIGTIME EWWW!

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I am shuddering reading this comment.... :)

[thorintatge.livejournal.com]

Thanks to hearing a radio station's slogan often as a child, I never hear or say "Good times!" without thinking "Great oldies!" And googling the phrase suggests I wasn't the only one this stuck with.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Cool 108. Yah. I am with you.