The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
|Purgatory (Repenting Believers)||High|
|Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)||Low|
|Level 2 (Lustful)||High|
|Level 3 (Gluttonous)||Low|
|Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)||Very Low|
|Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)||Low|
|Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)||Very Low|
|Level 7 (Violent)||Extreme|
|Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)||Low|
|Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)||Low|
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
Lately I've been possessed of an incredible urge to write--It's a fever, though that metaphor has of course been overused. Poems, stories, essays, ramblings (isn't that, in essence, what an essay is?)...and yet I can't get my mojo working on a paper that is due this Friday (which would be tomorrow). I'll try to get through it with minimal parentheticals, though that's difficult for me. A communique from me without parentheses is like a day without sunshine...or, in Ithaca, a day without weather so cold it makes your face numb and freezes the condensation from your breath into a solid sheet on your scarf. Maybe that's indicative of the way my mind moves--in jumps, rather than in straight lines; meandering rather than plunging straight to the heart of the matter. Which is not to say that I'm incapable of being straightforward, but rather that I have a sort of sub-subclinical ADD that doesn't exactly derail my train of thought, but--to mix metaphors--makes it skip like an old record that the cat scratched the hell out of once and now goes directly from track 2 to track 5.
Sample internal dialogue: I'll sit down and write this paper for my class. Can't find the book...ooh, there's the yarn I'm going to use to put fringe on my scarf...should I just do that now? No, paper...still can't find the damn book...I'm sure there's a translation online somewhere. It's got to be public domain after 800-odd years. And then I'll be able to use the search function to find what I'm looking for...ooh, look, a quiz...hey, I can post the results to my blog! Awesome! Oh, look, it's almost time for dinner...I heard we're having cabbage rolls; what are those exactly? Like Jewish dolmades, right? I still have to send out the last of my valentines...and once I'm finished with this post I'll hardly have enough time to write much on the paper before dinner...