You got it in one

Art Deco cars to everything ever.

Probably my grandad.

He taught me not to take life too seriously. Probably the most important piece of advice anyone can ever be given, I think. Turns out Ferris Bueller had it right all along.

Canada, baby!

That depends how "country" we're talking. Don't get me wrong, I love the country. I love the beautiful views, the displays of nature, the smell of the air and, for the most part, I enjoy being left alone but I'm a creature of convenience, there's no mistaking that. I get pissy if I run out teabags and have to drive the 2 minutes to the store to get some more in the morning. If that happened out in the middle PrettyView, Nowheretown I'd probably kill a moose or whatever wild-ass creatures live in these untamed lands.

I do love the idea of living in a city though. I love the idea of the bustle, of the feeling that you're in a place where Things Are Happening, where there's everything you could ever need at your fingertips, where there's a whole human zoo walking past you every day for you to enjoy watching and, probably, laughing at. I love the light in cities, all dramatic angles and contrasts, I love city views, and the fact that everything is taller than you. I love the sound and the colours and the fact that they can always surprise you. And I love apartments, yes sir.

But I can't shake the feeling that I'd waste living in a city. To really get the most out of living in one, I think you have to really become a part of it, get yourself out and mingle with the city's different facets. I know me too well, that would wear off after a month and I'd spend the rest of my time locked up in my apartment staying up far too late occupied in my own little world. I wouldn't get the most out of it.

I guess when your mind starts to fill the space you're in with it's own world, it doesn't matter so much whats outside of it. So, to answer your question Formspring, it apparently doesn't matter. I'll be just as nerdy and reclusive wherever I am.

You think this is random, but it makes more sense than half the stuff that's common in the colloquial dialect of my home town.

Leave me alone.

The entirety of Sonic the Hedgehog 2 playable within Google's 500px odd wide logo space.

I, too, am looking forward to the Bioshock game. I only heard about it the other day, but I like that they're changing the setting rather than trying to force more onto the end of the first game (as they did with 2, which was a disappointment). I don't mind if the mechanics are more-or-less the same as they got them down pretty damn good with Bioshock 1, so long as they pull off the atmosphere as well as the first game I'll be content.

There's also a re-make of X-Com being made by a small company that, frankly, looks freakin' fun as hell. They've got all the cool turn based combat and base building of the first game, mixed with funky new graphics, silly humour and a few interesting looking mechanics that have me all a-quiver with nostalgic excitement :3

6:00 - Wake up
6:01 - Trip over something
6:04 - Stare blearily into the mirror. Wash face with cold water
6:10 - Make a cup of tea
6:11 - Breathe deeply it's lovely aroma and take that first, glorious, caffeinated sip of the morning.
6:15 'till 8:30 - Draw like a mofo
8:30 'till 8:45 - Have internal battle because you should really stop and get ready.
9:00 - Still haven't got ready, fluster around the house because you're gonna be late for work.

I can't progress well beyond the initial concept. I come up with something and I think "THIS IS AWESOME" and then I write down as much as I can. And from that point on I pretty much just...sit on it, tweaking ideas here and there, totally lacking any direction with where to go next. So many people I see who write seem to have all these wonderful ideas and plots and characters and worlds, so simple in their basic form but so beautifully complex in their nuances and I....just can't seem to think any of that up. Details elude me.

I'm the same in my art though, there are so many times where I just don't know how to proceed. It's endlessly frustrating.

To be honest, with writing I think I just need to write more / read up on plot construction and character development. Just practice, practice, practice I guess, same as always.

I love animation. I love watching it and, despite what little I've made, I love making it. It's a shame that it takes so much effort to get even just a small finished product out of it, but seeing your work really come to life like that, it's just amazing. I spend days going "UGH THIS IS HORRIBLE, I'M WASTING SO MUCH TIME" but at the end of it I'm always left thinking "That was easily worth it". And I love being able to recognise when an artist probably felt that feeling when I'm watching something.

Top animated series: I'd say Korra, but I've not seen enough of it yet to properly judge so I'll go with Cowbow Bebop. It just oozes style and music is like having liquid funk-jazz injected directly into your cerebrum, it's amazing. The animation is smooth too, and I love the character designs (Faye's retarded outfit aside).

Animated film: .....a toss up between How To Train Your Dragon (because it puts a beautifully animated hand deep into my chest, yanks out my inner child hiding behind this facade of an adult and screams at him "YOU CAN FLY, DAMNIT") and Porco Rosso, because it was the first Ghibli film I saw and it's always stuck with me. It an interesting story with good characters, awesome animation and an awesome setting. I'm a sucker fo bi-planes. And that slug-fest at the end is just brilliant. More fight scenes should be like that in my opinion! :P

Unsounded
The Meek
twogag
boxer hockey
Lackadaisy cats (the best illustrated webcomic on the interwebs)
The Abominable Charles Christopher
Powernap
Oglaf (NSFW)
Johnny Wander

I don't see any reason why it would be beneficial to the story or to someone's style of writing. Also, if it were, I imagine there would be more stories written in the 2nd person. At most, I think all it would serve to do is yank the reader out from the immersion of the story.

Late, I'm the most easily distracted person ever

The amount of life authors manage to breathe into their worlds. I love reading a book that, when you put it down, you can feel it in the back of your mind, still ticking over.

I know that isn't specific to the fantasy genre, but they tend to be the ones who put the most effort into it.

This is a good question, but not for me. I have the worst memory. There are parts of my life I know should have so much more meaning or significance or vibrancy to them, but I just can't remember them. It's pretty upsetting really. I just don't think, when I was a kid, that I was very aware of the fact that I might want to remember certain good things that happened to me in detail later on in life, so I didn't pay as much attention.

That I can think of though...probably the time I spent rock climbing in Corsica with my friends from Uni. It was intended to be a trip for the entire climbing club, but our transport fell through and we had to cancel the trip. We decided to just screw it and drive over in our own car. 2 days on the road, 11 days camping / climbing and 2 days back. Nothing but sun, views and good times with good friends.

I guess you can't really put a price on that.

I do need a new pair of jeans though...

Anchorman!

It was on tv whilst I was drawing

A selection of the most intense death metal. The movie would consist of shaky-cam zoom ins of me making tea and dramatic slow motion captures of me watering plants, interspersed with the world's longest single cut scene of me sitting on the couch drawing and occasionally farting and blaming it on the guinea pig.

Probably not much, training in styro-chucking oft leaves one ill prepared for the heavy slog of wood chucking.

That poor woodchuck would do no good in a caber tossing tournament. They need to rethink their training regime methinks.