I’ve heard that a lot since the debut of my of the Finley Anderson
Tanner series. I can’t attest to how much she and I are alike. Yes, Finley
and I share the same sense of humor and I suppose her moral code mirrors my
own. That’s pretty much where the similarities end. Well, excluding the fact
that she’s blonde and short. That’s a function of practicality. Being blonde
and short myself, I know how to dress Finley (fairly high heels are important)
and the physicality of the character’s actions reflect the fact that unless she
started dating Michael J. Fox, she’d never know what it felt like to
dance with her head resting on a guy’s shoulder.
In all other aspects, Finley and I couldn’t be less alike.
She’s a shopper, something I personally loathe. I’d rather remove a kidney than
go to a mall. The whole idea of window-shopping makes me want to stick pencils
in my eyes. Finley’s also heavily in debt, another personal taboo of mine. But
the biggest difference is that she’s an underachiever by choice. I’m so much of
an overachiever that I probably could benefit from lengthy therapy.
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