How come ye break the rose, Janet?
First, a five-question interview from 
belladonnastrap.
1) Would you consider yourself a Renaissance woman of sorts since you sing, write, know French and are generally beautiful?
I guess I'd say that I aspire to be a Renaissance woman-- I would like to learn bits and pieces of a few more languages, I'd like to continue learning to dance. Really, all I think a 'Renaissance person' is is someone who values learning, and continually seeks out new information and interests. In that way, I am a bit Renaissance-y, and I hope to remain that way.
And can I just say how weird this 'beautiful' thing is? I mean, sure, I think I'm attractive, but I grew up kind of an ugly duckling. This is all new and strange to me.
2) Elizabeth Hand calls and asks you to pitch a novella for a collection of stories about her characters. Only thing is you can't write about Sweeney or Dylan. Who do you choose and why?
I was actually thinking about that. I'd like to see more of Juda Trent from Mortal Love, because she absolutely stole her sections of the book, in my opinion. There was a lot to do with that character, and I'd like to see her once more. I'm doing a re-read of Waking the Moon right now, and I also am curious about Justine (formerly Jerome). Even though she's only on four pages or so, she strikes me as a character with a rich backstory, and you could easily write a Cajun mystery starring her. And of course, I'm endlessly curious about Angelica's afterlife.
3)If you could get a custom blend from BPAL what would it be?
Oh, that's easy. It'd be a pair of scents-- Tam Lin (Deep woods and fern, shimmering musk, bitter berries, and the twilight haze of faerie) and Janet (Brazen English ivy and wild rose with a hint of saddle leather).
Although if there were a definitive 'Christina' scent, it would probably be one of golden amber, a little spice, milky ginger, and sandalwood rose. Almost The Lion + Sudha Segara, with a little spicy kick. Possibly a little blackberry in there, too.
4) What is one thing that irks you that some may call "trivial"?
Do not read over my shoulder. It makes me irrationally pissy. I'm serious.
5) Favourite childhood memory involving ice cream?
Maybe not ice cream, but when I was young, it was never really summer until my mother bought a big case of those Freez-e-Pops. We squeaked by with as little air conditioning as we possibly could, even in the Baltimore sizzle heat. And so all the kids would gather in the alley to play kickball and not kick the ball into Ms. Lillian's yard because she eats babies. Afterwards, we'd go at those popsicles two and three at a time. My favorites were blue and pink-- I'd let them melt just a little, then mix 'em together. Although if you really want an ice cream memory, I remember countless nights sitting out on the front stoop, listening to the old ladies chatter, eating Crazy Vanilla ice cream from the malt shop around the corner.
1) Leave me a comment asking for an interview.
2) If you are one of the first five to respond, I will ask you five 'interview' questions.
3) You will update your LJ with the answers.
4) You will include this explanation and an offer to interview others in the post.
5) When others ask to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
Today was a good mail day. I got packages frommaewitch-- thank you so much for the extra imps. Both my roommate and I are in love with Golden Priapus-- and a few swaps. I did also, however, get a return to sender on some information that I sent the IRS. Uh. That's not so good, so I'm gonna fix that posthaste.
I got a lovely Beltane surprise, though. As I was walking home through the park, I took an indirect route so I could walk by the stream and smell the green and the water. I am so glad I did. I came upon a family of six deer, including some little fawns, playing in a clearing. It was so wonderful, like glimpsing a little secret world.
belladonnastrap.1) Would you consider yourself a Renaissance woman of sorts since you sing, write, know French and are generally beautiful?
I guess I'd say that I aspire to be a Renaissance woman-- I would like to learn bits and pieces of a few more languages, I'd like to continue learning to dance. Really, all I think a 'Renaissance person' is is someone who values learning, and continually seeks out new information and interests. In that way, I am a bit Renaissance-y, and I hope to remain that way.
And can I just say how weird this 'beautiful' thing is? I mean, sure, I think I'm attractive, but I grew up kind of an ugly duckling. This is all new and strange to me.
2) Elizabeth Hand calls and asks you to pitch a novella for a collection of stories about her characters. Only thing is you can't write about Sweeney or Dylan. Who do you choose and why?
I was actually thinking about that. I'd like to see more of Juda Trent from Mortal Love, because she absolutely stole her sections of the book, in my opinion. There was a lot to do with that character, and I'd like to see her once more. I'm doing a re-read of Waking the Moon right now, and I also am curious about Justine (formerly Jerome). Even though she's only on four pages or so, she strikes me as a character with a rich backstory, and you could easily write a Cajun mystery starring her. And of course, I'm endlessly curious about Angelica's afterlife.
3)If you could get a custom blend from BPAL what would it be?
Oh, that's easy. It'd be a pair of scents-- Tam Lin (Deep woods and fern, shimmering musk, bitter berries, and the twilight haze of faerie) and Janet (Brazen English ivy and wild rose with a hint of saddle leather).
Although if there were a definitive 'Christina' scent, it would probably be one of golden amber, a little spice, milky ginger, and sandalwood rose. Almost The Lion + Sudha Segara, with a little spicy kick. Possibly a little blackberry in there, too.
4) What is one thing that irks you that some may call "trivial"?
Do not read over my shoulder. It makes me irrationally pissy. I'm serious.
5) Favourite childhood memory involving ice cream?
Maybe not ice cream, but when I was young, it was never really summer until my mother bought a big case of those Freez-e-Pops. We squeaked by with as little air conditioning as we possibly could, even in the Baltimore sizzle heat. And so all the kids would gather in the alley to play kickball and not kick the ball into Ms. Lillian's yard because she eats babies. Afterwards, we'd go at those popsicles two and three at a time. My favorites were blue and pink-- I'd let them melt just a little, then mix 'em together. Although if you really want an ice cream memory, I remember countless nights sitting out on the front stoop, listening to the old ladies chatter, eating Crazy Vanilla ice cream from the malt shop around the corner.
1) Leave me a comment asking for an interview.
2) If you are one of the first five to respond, I will ask you five 'interview' questions.
3) You will update your LJ with the answers.
4) You will include this explanation and an offer to interview others in the post.
5) When others ask to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
Today was a good mail day. I got packages from
maewitch-- thank you so much for the extra imps. Both my roommate and I are in love with Golden Priapus-- and a few swaps. I did also, however, get a return to sender on some information that I sent the IRS. Uh. That's not so good, so I'm gonna fix that posthaste. I got a lovely Beltane surprise, though. As I was walking home through the park, I took an indirect route so I could walk by the stream and smell the green and the water. I am so glad I did. I came upon a family of six deer, including some little fawns, playing in a clearing. It was so wonderful, like glimpsing a little secret world.