Okay, there have been lightning strikes, router malfunctions and general mishaps trying to get to you all this week, but we have persevered! And boy am I happy to welcome Lizzie Star to the blog this week. *sorry about the mess, Lizzie, still trying to clean up around here.* Come on in!
*lizzie made up games and stories to keep her company as a child. So, a witch lived in Grampa’s weather research station and was only held at bay by waving a certain weed. An ancient road grader morphed boat carrying wild adventurers to islands filled with sheep that turned into lions and cannibals.
Now, the stories of her imagination have found their way to paper and pixels. Filled with fantasy and love, these tales take her far from the mundane world.
When *lizzie has to return to that mundane life, she’s *the Lunch Lady* at a private school. Happily, those who know *lizzie have become accustomed to her writer’s ways and just shake their heads when she goes off on some fantastical tangent, asks strange what if questions, or just has to find a piece of paper and a pen that actually writes. One of her greatest delights is to watch the joy of writing fill a friend, and she’ll do anything to help them achieve their dream.
*lizzie adores hearing what you think about her tales. You can visit her blog at http://starrwords.blogspot.com, her website at www.lizziestarr.com or contact her at:firstname.lastname@example.org
1. Who was your first author crush and why?
Author crush? The very first must have been Beatrix Potter. I checked The Tale of Mrs. Tittlemouse out from the library every chance I could. I learned to read with that book. More realistically—J.R.R. Tolkien. My sixth grade teacher read The Hobbit to us and I fell in love with the fantasy world. I started the trilogy in 7th grade and by the time I was in college, I read the whole thing EVERY semester. I credit Tolkien (and Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber) with my survival of those years! I’m sure my world building skills have improved through reading greats like Tolkien and Anne McCaffrey (my next author crush).
2. What was your first clue you were a writer? Was it a long journey or a short one? Have you always known?
Until I started school I lived on a farm with my mom and grandparents. There weren’t other kids around except when the cousins came for visits. So I entertained myself by making up stories and acting them out. Then when the cousins did visit, we had some great adventures. Then in high school I discovered I could often write stories instead of factual papers in literature and English classes, with resulting good grades. I used that trick in college too, when I could. So, I guess I’ve always known. However I didn’t write seriously until much later. Getting a divorce unlocked the need to work through my feelings by telling a tale. And I haven’t stopped since then. The dam was broken!
3. What are some of your writer-esque quirks (do you have to be in your pjs? always facing the door? Do people look at you after something funny happens and say ‘that’s going in a book, isn’t it?’)?
I edit on hard copy and I have to get a brand new red pen for each tale. I’ve tried editing in another color—but it just doesn’t work well. So, why fight it?
4. Finish this joke: A clown, a priest and a writer all get onto an elevator…
It gets stuck between floors and Stephen King climbs out…
Uh…my humor tends more toward sarcasm—I don’t do jokes all that well. If I can even remember the punch lines. And the ones I do remember are not always…proper.
5. Speed round: Without giving it too much thought, pick which one you favour over the other:
Chocolate or flowers Chocolate in the shape of flowers
Talk or Text
Mountains or Beach
Cowboy or Marine
Wine or Beer Vodka—okay, wine
Cats or Dogs Can’t choose, gotta have both!
Ebooks or Paperbacks Again, I’ve gotta have both
Pantser or Plotter Pantser all the way
Batman or Superman Batman (love the tortured aspect)
Ability to fly or Power to be invisible
Prius or Hemmie I don’t know if I could drive something the size of a Hemmie
Follow the rules or Break the rules This one I’d have to think about…
TV or Movies
NY or LA
Vampires or Angels Vampyres—only because I’m writing one now 🙂
Fall or Spring
Neat or Messy I prefer neat but I’m naturally messy
Werewolf or Genie
Tell jokes or Pull pranks see above on telling jokes—but I hate, hate, hate pranks
Home cooked meals or Go out to a restaurant I’m a cook by trade, so I love to go out and let someone else do the work for a change.
Birds Do It!
Macaws as lovebirds?
An avian expert, Birdie Simons is called to help control a cantankerous hyacinth macaw during a young girl’s birthday party. Inexorably drawn to each other, she and single father Garr Logan share an afternoon of joy and bittersweet memories, for Garr’s wife died the same day as Birdie’s newborn child.
Something about Rachelle makes Birdie wonder if the golden-haired girl is her daughter, switched at birth. Then her child’s father returns, dogging her search for understanding and throwing her deeper into fear and confusion.
Ready to move on after his wife’s death, Garr wants the intriguing woman, but Birdie keeps the search, threats and hidden relationships to herself, driving a wedge between them.
Will discovering the truth from nine years ago bring them closer, or forever tear them apart?