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There's another Meyers-Briggs-test-related meme going around.
The directly-fandom-related ones always set me up, because as long as they're aligned with a specific fandom, I get my favorite character in the back of my brain and my answers tend to lean in that direction.
It's not accurate to me, though. It's because I'm a goddamn ENFP, so pretty much my whole existence revolves around empathy, identification with others, reading subtle signals, and strong desire to learn how everyone else sees the world. Which gives me an advantage when it comes to people-watching and putting that to use in writing fiction, but definitely handicaps me when it comes to "What _________ Are You?" kinds of games.
(Also weakens me in all sorts of "who are YOU?" kinds of deeper questions. Damned if I know--or care--but I can talk your ear off for hours about the landscape of a place I visited once when I was 10 or the most amazing face I ever glimpsed in Manhattan. Also might be why I love other peoples' autobiographies if they're good writers and have had compelling eventful lives, but have no real sustainable interest in writing my own.)
The directly-fandom-related ones always set me up, because as long as they're aligned with a specific fandom, I get my favorite character in the back of my brain and my answers tend to lean in that direction.
It's not accurate to me, though. It's because I'm a goddamn ENFP, so pretty much my whole existence revolves around empathy, identification with others, reading subtle signals, and strong desire to learn how everyone else sees the world. Which gives me an advantage when it comes to people-watching and putting that to use in writing fiction, but definitely handicaps me when it comes to "What _________ Are You?" kinds of games.
(Also weakens me in all sorts of "who are YOU?" kinds of deeper questions. Damned if I know--or care--but I can talk your ear off for hours about the landscape of a place I visited once when I was 10 or the most amazing face I ever glimpsed in Manhattan. Also might be why I love other peoples' autobiographies if they're good writers and have had compelling eventful lives, but have no real sustainable interest in writing my own.)
