Your biggest quirk is the topic of the week, and I must be frank with you all (you can still call me Kristy though): my quirks as so numerous and bizarre that I would need more than a blog post, more than a day, more than the whole fox trottin’ Debutante week to reveal them in all their glory and I can’t possibly pick the “biggest” one because it requires entirely too much mental sifting and considering the fact that I’ve been traveling for much longer than my brain can currently handle, well, just the thought of thinking exhausts me.
So I have to pick one, any one, biggest, smallest, whatever. How to do it, how to do it….
Well, one thing that I’ve been asked constantly since Catching Genius came out is if any of the things in the book are from my life. Mostly I say no. But that’s not entirely true. One of the things that I took from my own life is one of Estella’s quirks: not stepping on the grout lines in her completely tiled house.
I’m afraid it’s true.
How did it come about? I think that perhaps when I was little I took that whole “step on a crack, break your mother’s back” thing a little too seriously. I mean, that’s a pretty violent image for a small child, isn’t it? A very imaginative small child?
I was quite convinced that I could make things like that happen. And I was also somehow acutely aware of tragic coincidence. Long past the point that I no longer believed that the actual stepping on the crack would cause my mother’s back grievous harm, I was still quite certain that the day that I stopped paying attention to where my feet fell was the day my mother would be involved in a horrible pile-up on I-75 in which she would, that’s right, break her back. And I would be left with the guilt.
And so there’s no crack-steppin’ for me, no ma’am. That includes sidewalk cracks, grout lines, transitions from carpet to wood, carpet to tile, tile to wood, whatever. I admit that I go days without thinking about it, but when I feel that miniscule absence of firmament under my feet and start thinking about it? Well, in Estella’s words, I’m steppin’ mighty careful!
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