A. federal investigator, art teacher, nanny
A. South Eugene High School then to Brown University
A. The dryer.
A. The Graduate. Grizzly Man.
A. Six Feet Under. Mad Men.
A. Why do this when you can write a whole memoir?
A. Dim sum, a noisy walk downtown, then the beach with my dog to hunt for sand dollars.
A. On a windy cliff overlooking the Pacific.
A. My great-grandmother with her feathered hats.
A. I am not built to have heroes, only friends.
A. Apparently I use sparkly and secret a lot. I have to go back and take these out.
A. It's a sparkly secret.
A. I would be a country music singer with all the bangles and boots.
A. Hm. I hope I haven't achieved it yet.
A. I'm not telling.
A. I have very thin fingers.
A. I don't know. Maybe...an underwater rock in a tropical sea.
A. No one I have asked while filling this out will tell me.
A. I don't have one.
A. Humbert Humbert.
A. My mind doesn't really work like this--but I have always wanted to go to one of those parties in the Great Gatsby. And maybe I would like to go out to tea with Emily Holmes Coleman. I'd want her to try and tell me about that stint she wrote about in The Shutter of Snow. I bet it would be a wild tea party, full of gasps and hands waving.
A. Messy toothpaste tubes and being too close to people on public transit or in the gym.
A. Cooking and hiking with my dog.
A. Again, I would be a country music star with bangles and boots.
A. Honesty, curiosity, wit.
A. Dim sum.
A. This changes so often, but since I was able to talk, I've loved Johnny Cash.