scribblemyname | Me and My Erudite Self (Reply)

Yes, I missed yesterday’s countdown. Let’s not discuss why. :mutters darkly: Will reply to comments, reviews, and posts later when I’m feeling more human.

I am an: ideal Erudite.

If the factions hadn’t gone to you know where in a handbasket, the Erudite decided that intellectual arrogance could easily and effectively replace intellectual intelligence, then I would be an Erudite Divergent.

For as long as I can remember, I have never had a preference between right brain and left brain. My IQ scores are great and I’m eclectic with facts and ideas, which I then apply to some big picture, tiny detail problem-solving and analysis. I’m classic Divergent according to every test I’ve taken.

But…

My real personality type falls under pure science. I love knowledge for the sake of knowledge. I read the dictionary for fun. My only mourning point of my home’s library is that it no longer contains an encyclopedia. If there’s a book in the house, I’ve read it. If there are no new books in the house, I read them again. I finished the fiction section of the library when I was eleven years old and decided that there was no help for it: I started in on the health books. (Which is how I know a lot of things no gal my age really ought to unless they’re a doctor or health practitioner.) I used to hoard my old textbooks for later use. I use words nobody else in the house understands. I actually know what the subjunctive mood is and like to use it. My conversations with my sister about conversations (and our use of English) usually prompt the response, “Only you.”

This is me and my erudite self.

I want to read the book where Erudite gets some nuance. Bring it on.

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