My parents brought me up on Marvel Comics, Star Wars, Star Trek, other science fiction movies like Stargate, fantasy movies like Willow, and my brother gave me his hand-me-down memories (and toys) from growing up in the early 80s, so He-Man and Rainbow Brite were bffs. My parents never really supervised the television and movies I watched, so my first introduction to rated R movies included the Alien series, the Terminator movies, and plenty of other not-for-six-year-olds films. They knew I fell in love with movies at an early age when I wouldn't stop quoting The Princess Bride and Mortal Kombat (which is something I geek out over the hardest...Christopher Lambert!). Eventually, sometime in elementary school when I was pretending to be an immortal witch with glowing green eyes and superpowers (I was a little drama queen), I learned that film, writing, and nerdery were my passions.
I started writing poems and stories in elementary school, but they were terrible. Once I started reading books not recommended for my age group (we're talking Stephen King), I learned how to form a compelling story. The more movies and television shows I watched, and the more books I read, I started to draw inspiration for more writing projects. I'd write a lot of romantic poems, angsty poems, depressed poems (ah, puberty). I also wrote a lot of science fiction with myself as the protagonist. Nothing ever came of my writing until I made it to high school. I took two creative writing classes, one that was offered at the school as an elective, and one at the local community college. Some of my short stories or essays made it into the high school literary magazine, and one ended up on the internet, though that website has since been shut down.
I stopped writing for a while because I lost my passion for it and picked up the passion for film as a replacement. I've taken film classes, both in film making and film analysis. My first blog (which I unfortunately neglect) focuses on film analysis and critique, but it's mostly just an amateur's opinion. I see my future taking place in the film world, whether it be screen writing, adaptation, acting, critique, or just being a grip. My boyfriend is a DOP and my best friends here in Charleston are also in the film business.
If you continue reading my blog, you'll find out more about other things I love. Stick around and I promise not to bore you. Anyway, didn't you come here for food? Here's what you need:
1/4 cup grated Romano cheese
1/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese
Salt & Pepper
Boil some water! Sprinkle some sea salt or garlic salt in there to spruce up your noodles.
Grab a pack of bacon and leave it as it was packaged. Cut the slab in lines so you'll have little chopped cubey bacony things.
Mix the Romano and Parmesan cheeses in a 1/2 measuring cup. You can add more cheese if you want later.
Sorry for the picture quality, I had a cat using me as a scratching post. This picture is supposed to show the shredded cheeses mixed with the eggs. I also added some black pepper to add more flavor.
When your bacon is nice and crispy (feel free to take a sample just to make sure it tastes okay), let 'em hang out on a paper towel to de-grease until you need them (which will be soon!)
Thanks for listening to be ramble on about myself. If you took anything away from this one-sided conversation, let it be the carbonara recipe. If you take more with you, then I hope to see you back here soon.