tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752581676640511782.post1065703166151394939..comments2024-02-27T01:14:56.822-05:00Comments on Malice Blackheart: The Ghost/Writer: Education, Assembly Lines, and DreamsMalice Blackhearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12049611646521068431noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752581676640511782.post-33005460458664910162008-04-07T10:36:00.000-04:002008-04-07T10:36:00.000-04:00My biggest problem with IQ tests is that they aren...My biggest problem with IQ tests is that they aren't really designed to look at all the varying types of intelligence that exist amongst individuals. The percent of verbal or language intelligence out of overall intelligence is quite low. So, sure - you can learn to reed gud, but maybe you suck at social interactions and can't make any friends. (You know, your classic "this is my sister, she is a nerd, she has no friends" example. Aharhar.)<BR/><BR/>You know, I always liked elementary school. (Well, no, not ALWAYS - but I generally liked it.) Even though I was pretty much shunned by the rest of the class, I at least found it interesting in some way. The only thing I couldn't stand was what happened between the classes. I couldn't stand all of the demented daily dramas that seemed to be ruling everyone's lives. I was much happier just escaping with a book into one of the washrooms during recess (and then paying for it at the hands of asshole teachers who thought I was misbehaving by vandalizing or what-have-you, who then made me sit in their classrooms. Yeah. Like that does a lot).spookygreenteahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06563259540640403163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752581676640511782.post-85289811362047844752008-03-30T14:41:00.000-04:002008-03-30T14:41:00.000-04:00Wow, Mags. “Big Fuzzy Nice Heart.” I think I just ...Wow, Mags. “Big Fuzzy Nice Heart.” I think I just puked in my mouth a little.<BR/>Seriously though, you put a smile on my face and made my morning. Thank you.<BR/>Well, blogging is different from my other writing for the simple reason that it’s interactive. I get such a kick out of being able to instantly exchange words with anyone anywhere in the world at any time. And nobody knows who I am, so if everybody thinks I’m a great big douchebag, I can just vanish without a trace. Actually, some of my readers know who I am, but they’ll never tell.<BR/>As for what makes me want to tell stories, I’ll have to think about that one. I mean, I have an answer, just not a definitive one.Malice Blackhearthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12049611646521068431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752581676640511782.post-22139179427675626632008-03-30T11:48:00.000-04:002008-03-30T11:48:00.000-04:00Hey, thanks for your comment! You know what I thi...Hey, thanks for your comment! You know what I think? I think your name may say "Blackheart" but your comment says "Big Fuzzy Nice Heart." It's always a blast to meet other writers. I have to ask: What did it for you? What made you want to tell stories? Is blogging very different from your other writing? <BR/><BR/>Well, thanks again, and have a good one!Maggie Ritchiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03075378717543014710noreply@blogger.com