Today’s Top Ten Tuesday is brought to you while I am miles from home, cruising down California’s famous Highway 1 with the Pacific Ocean to my right. My and The Man will be exploring Monterey, Morro Bay and San Luis Obispo. Much excite!
While I explore the California coast, you get a chance to explore how I self identify. Not of ton of characters remind me of myself, as it turns out. Mostly because I prefer hot showers and full meals and not having to fight constantly while also being filthy and hungry. Also I can’t speak with animals.
But I mean, that’s cool (it’s not), however I do have some things in common with various characters- like cyborgs and confused people, so without further ado, here’s a collection of character that I can point to and be like, “Me too, my dude, me too.”
Murderbot, From “The Muderbot Diaries” by Martha Wells: Don’t look at their face, don’t force them to examine their emotions, just don’t make it awkward, because Murderbot- besides being a security android capable of great feats of strength and speed with a dark past, is also awkward enough already, thank you very much. Sure they have feelings, but it’s not like they want to talk to you about them. All they want is to be left alone so they can watch their favorite space programs.
Auri, from “The King Killer Chronicles” by Patrick Rothfuss: Timid. Shy. Scared. Check. Check. And Check. Overwhelmed and compulsive, given to understanding the world so well that very little makes sense. Spends most of her time in darkness and likes DIY crafts. Also has a weakness for redheads who can play music. Can you blame her? Collects random objects and has to find the right home for them. Possibly obsessive compulsive, and thinks of inanimate objects as if they are sentient. Are we actually the same person? No, because Auri’s hair is way better than mine.
Mary Lennox, from A Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett: Grouchy, quiet, and prefers the company of birds and plants over most other people. Interested in making friends with animals from the moor and also probably that cute guy that is also friends with them.
Marianne Dashwood, from Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austin: I don’t want to be like Marianne Dashwood (unless you count falling in love with a young Alan Rickman, in which case yes), but I am. My heart’s on my sleeve, I get way too emotionally invested in nearly everything, and I cry. A lot. That scream she does into her pillow? I feel that. The desperate love of a completely unsuitable man who leads you on and leaves you later? Been there.
Sophie Hatter, from Howl’s Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones: Practical to a fault, unsure of how to deal with other’s emotional outburst (I’ll make toast?), and super down with bacon. I mean, I don’t know if I would handle suddenly being old as well as she did, but I can certainly see the advantages.
Richard Mayhew, from Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman: You ever feel like you’ve slipped into an alternative version of your own world where simple phrases like “Mind the gap” become ominous threats of a devouring darkness waiting below? Same.