People call me vee. My name is Yves. I'm, at the time of my thumbing this out, 27 years old.
I consider myself a nerd. I read a lot of comic books, I play too many video games, I don't read enough books, and recently have come to the stark conclusion that I do not write nearly as much as I should.
People say I have a gift for words. I think I do, too.
I was educated at york university where I spent 4 years +1 victory lap, +1 "okay... you're taking too long to finish" attaining a double major in english and creative writing. I loved my program, but I wish I could remember what I learned.
I think everything I learned from university was learned from listening to the profs when they talked about their lives. One of my favourite profs, a philosophy prof, said in an aside that he only started learning when he started teaching. My girlfriend's mother said something along the same lines the other day, she said, "to teach it is to really know it." Maybe there's something to that.
There's more to say but I'm being rude blogging on my lx while thanksgiving day dinner is being set out on the table. I'll close with something I like to say when people ask me who my favourite author is:
"If I wasn't raised catholic, I would've been a Winterson."
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