Please give a short bio of yourself for our
readers.
My profile sums me up in a handful of words, but to
add some length to that description: I am a Cancer,
but a poor one at that--the idea of being settled
makes me nervous. I've had the good fortune of living
in about 61 countries and almost all the U.S. states
and I am always eager to move. I own four cats that I
worship to a degree that makes even me nervous. I
became vegan after doing advocacy work for Guatemalan
refugees involved in the poultry industry--one visit
to a chicken factory can do that to a person.
I am quite passionate about my beliefs, which are many
and wildly liberal. I double majored in geography and
anthropology in college with the intent of working
with refugees later in life. I am fascinated by the
connection between identity and place.
I am in my first serious relationship; in two weeks I
will have been living with my girlfriend Pandora for a
year. I am quite impressed with myself.
Why did you choose this username?
Tanit is a North African goddess; I first learned of
her in a history class on ancient Mediterranean
civilizations. In Carthage, where worship of her
reached its peak, there is evidence that Carthaginians
sacrificed infants to her during a time of particular
hardship: famine, continual attacks by the Romans,
disease. Feminist scholars disagree, but what is
meaningful to me is the misunderstanding surrounding
Tanit. As a lesbian, I feel like people automatically
are confused about what that means: am I man hater?
Am I [insert stereotype of choice here]? My affinity
for Tanit has been strong for years, and the summer
evening that I began my diary here on Diaryland, it
just seemed appropriate.
Why do you keep a diary online?
I am a rabid diarist, having kept a diary in daily
life since I was 10. What I write there is
everything: it is the dumping ground for my psyche.
I've always been interested in writing, fiction
mostly, but sometime in the last few years, I've felt
possessed to write something that can be viewed more
immediately than a novel. I started an online, email
based journal that really helped me find perspective
in my life. Writing about one's life in a way that is
accessible to others is a wonderful way of getting to
the essence of a sensation. Writing here on Diaryland
forces me to distill a days worth of frantic scribbles
into something that I can share, and with that,
hopefully make a connection with someone.
The connection is what really makes writing on
Diaryland so satisfying for me. The feedback and
correspondences I've developed have helped me to see
that I am not so terrible as I think; that others
struggle through the exact same miseries and angsts,
and that poetry can be found in any experience.
How important do you think a layout is for a
web-based diary? Would you also comment on yours?
I think layout should be meaningless for a web-based
diary. While templates may get boring and repetitive,
I balk at saying that only the 'pretty' diaries should
be read. It sounds too much like high school, where
physical appearance deigns one's worth. Also, as one
who isn't HTML inclined, I wouldn't have a snazzy
layout without the generosity of others. I hate to
think that had I not been given those layouts, I would
be skipped over.
My layout has been designed by Ramanda
(http://ramanda.diaryland.com). She created the
layout for me as a gift; the picture reminded her of
me. As I'm obsessed with all things tarot, it is
particularly fitting.
It is a clear theme through your diary that you
disagree with retaliation. How do you deal with things
that people might otherwise retaliate at?
I guess this is one of the few things I can thank my
parents for; I grew up outside of the U.S., in war
torn countries, for the most part. My parents
encouraged my brother and I to learn about--become a
part of--whatever culture we lived in, and I have
found myself a more empathetic person for it. The
irony is that my parents are devout, die-hard
Americans who worked for the government and the Air
Force--I'm not talking hippies here. But something in
their work, in our travels, made them feel compelled
to show me that there are alternatives to retaliation.
This is a hard topic for me to discuss; not that I
don't know how I feel, but in this time of fervent
passions about country, where retribution and
retaliation are painted across the television daily,
it is hard to speak of standing down without sounding
pretentious.
Of all the entries you have written, which is the
closest to you? Which is your favorite?
*laugh* Oh, what a wicked and seductive question! I
am very fond of this entry
because I feel it was one of the most accurate
portrayals of me in Miami. That's how I felt more
often than not: clinging desperately to something,
feeling frozen but moving at the same time. My
favorite entry is this one; my
vices and worries are often human-form in my head, and
this is how I view Anxiety.
You also run a review site. What made you want to
start the review site? How is that going?
*laugh* I am opinionated. That's pretty much the only
reason. I am so often recommending books to people in
my life that I thought I should put those
recommendations onto a website.
I really adore doing the review site and I'm sad I
don't update it more often. I enjoy being able to
direct people to things that may be seen as mysterious
or scary: tarot, yoga, meditation, Pagan oriented,
etc. My goal is to create a site that offers reviews
and resources of all media: books, cds, stores,
websites, etc. Someday...someday...
If you had the chance to meet any person and tell
them exactly what you think of them, who would it be?
What would you tell them? And of course, why?
This is such a tough question! To only pick one! I
think perhaps it would be Virginia Woolf, my most
current obsession. The embarrassing fact is that I've
never actually read any of Woolf's fiction; I came to
learn about her through Louise DeSalvo's book "Writing
as a Way of Healing"; from there, I went to the
library and thus blossomed my obsession.
Woolf lived such a tragic and abusive life: she had an
incestuous relationship with her sister until she was
an adult; was molested by a half brother until she
married; was subjected to emotional abuse by almost
every person she had a relationship with; suffered
from chronic sickness and migraines...the list goes on
and on. But she was so brilliant--surrounded by so
many brilliant people! Its mind boggling that anyone
could live the way she did, but I guess that's what it
means to survive.
I don't know what I'd say to her; perhaps "I love
you". I'm finishing reading the letters between Woolf
and her lover Vita Sackville-West; I could go on for
hours about this, but basically, I am envious, almost,
of Sackville-West for being in close contact with
Woolf. I'd want that. I'd want to ask why she stayed
with those terrible people; how did she manage to
survive for so long, only to kill herself in the end.
I'd want to hug her.