Fun With Multiplicity

Handwriting Analysis

So, I was trying to do this as a photo set, but it doesn’t want to let me; keeps erroring. So we’ll try it this way. 

A while ago I was talking about the differences in our handwriting and I’ve finally tracked down enough samples to show you what I mean. Pictures go above the description. 

1. Ami, written in 2004. She’s not around any more; but she became part of Faith. 

2. Faith, from this year. 

3. Rose from 2010. She’s not around any more either. She became part of Remy, who I don’t have a writing sample for. She hasn’t been around much due to the depression. 

4. Jared. The aforementioned spider-scrawl 

5. J.C.

6. I’m not sure who this was, unless it’s how Max writes when he’s not acting like he’s an idiot who can’t spell. It’s before Remy was here, so it can’t be her. 

7. Max, doing what I said before. 

Random things. Max is left-handed. I don’t have samples from either of the Yanas because the young one can’t write and the older one has decided she’s not going to any more and only occasionally types things out for the “Condor” story. Remy’s new enough she hasn’t really written anything yet other than a couple of checks which I’m not going to share. Other times she’s been out it’s mostly been texts, cooking or other things. 

Oh, I have a Terri sample somewhere. She and Ami became Faith. 

Anyway, there you go. A friend has told me a little about what the various styles might mean for some people; but I’m curious as to what anyone else thinks. 

C’est Tout Bon

At a red light: 

Munchkin: Ugh! Mum, look, go green, go green, go green! 

Remy: It changes when it changes. No use getting worked up. 

Husband makes weird noise

Remy: What?

Husband: The shifts just get me some times. Most of the other, no pretty much all the others who drive get really impatient. I guess it’s the N’awlins state of mind. 

Louisiana State of Mind

Husband: I’m not the crazy one in the household, but I like crazy women so it’s okay. 

Remy: You shou—

Husband: You speak with a Cajun accent but you have never physically been there. You lose this argument. 

Time of Year

We’d completely forgotten that today is Faith’s “birth”day. 

Around the sixteenth of June 2009, I think it was (wow), we were working to sort out issues between Ami, Sarah and Terri, in order to try and resolve panic attacks, paranoias and lack of self-confidence. This culminated in a draining but rewarding hypnosis session co-authored by us and a good friend. This is not to say that there weren’t issues before that. They were long and ongoing as you might imagine BUT that was when things really started to come together, and the actual hypnosis session was done on the Solstice. 

Faith came from that. 

With things which have happened recently with regards Rat, Rose and the advent of Remy. We’re wondering if there’s something significant about June and balance or if it’s just a coincidence. 

We’re trying to track down when J.C. evolved to see if there’s a pattern. 

Driving and Driving

As we nearly hit a curb at forty miles an hour. 

Husband: Ga-gah! CAREFUL! 

Max: What? We didn’t hit anything. 

Husband: But we nearly did. 

Max: But we didn’t. We’re fine. We will be fine. I’m pretty sure I could flip the car and we’d be completely fine. 

Friend: This car is one of the top rated for safety. So, we would be totally fine. 

Husband: That’s SO COMFORTING. LANE! LANE! Stay in OUR LANE!

Max: What? 

[Husband: This is why on vacation I wanted Remy to drive.] 

The last part is a slight paraphrase because of a conversation that DID happen while we were on vacation, and you could *TELL* he was thinking it but he didn’t say it.