So, desperate for something to blog about (wow, that makes my life sound boring; I swear its not**), I asked (re: begged) Sumayyah to ask me five questions that I would answer on the blog.
If you have any questions, you'd like me to answer, ask away in the comments. Please! I love answering questions! :-)
1. If you could be a mythical creature, what would you be? How does this reflect your writing?
I'd be a unicorn. I love them. I mean, they sparkle and have a horn! What's not to love about 'em? Unless they're in the book Rampant by Diana Peterfreund, where the unicorns are evil and kill people.
And to be honest, I think unicorns are the opposite of my writing. I don't think they reflect my writing at all. Most of my best writing is dark, moody and angry, which is in contrast to the sparkly unicorns I adore.
2. What is the most epically heart wrenching scene you have ever written? Did you have to wrench your heart out of your chest to write it?
The most heart wrenching scene I've ever written was actually a poem I wrote in sixth grade. It was from the point of view of a mother, who came home from work to find her daughter dead from suicide. So, I guess to answer this question properly, the exact scene where the mother comes home and finds her daughter dead. And no, my heart was not wrenched out while writing it.
3. What is the song that embodies your writer's soul? Why?
The song that embodies my writer's soul (what is that? Sumayyah, I'm making you answer me on your own blog. Now, go!) is Bad Romance by Lady Gaga. I know that sounds crazy and probably should've been from one of my favorite bands (Death Cab for Cutie or maybe that Paperback Writer song from the Beatles), but whenever I hear BR, I want to get up and dance. And then write. Oh, and then walk down the street ridiculously like in Spider-Man 3.
4. If you were the reincarnation of a writer, which one do you think you would be?
In real life: F. Scott Fitzgerald. He's my writer-husband. Someone once compared a short one page story that I wrote to prose of Scott's, and I basically died right there.
In fiction: Josephine March. She's just so great! And she believes that she can live off her writing and be awesome, which was incredible for the time that she was growing up.
**I went to the Tim Burton art exhibit today. See, my life isn't boring! :-P