The H. L. Burke Random Interview is not like other interviews. The questions are all over the place. They have no purpose. Their purpose is their lack of purpose.There are nine questions because cats, but these nine questions are subject to change without notice, so the questions one person answers may not be the questions answered by the next author.
There's a wild cry and Bokerah Brumley swings in on a vine, armed with a spear forged in the blood of her enemies and answers to many questions.
Bokerah Brumley is a speculative fiction writer making stuff up on a trampoline in West Texas. When she’s not playing with the quirky characters in her head, she’s addicted to Twitter pitch events, writing contests, and social media, in general. With three urban fantasy novella releases scheduled for 2016, Bokerah has too much planned for this year, but is happily doing it anyway. She lives on ten acres with five home-educated children, four peacocks, three dogs, two cats, and one husband. In her imaginary spare time, she also serves as the blue-haired Publicity Officer for the Cisco Writers Club.
You're the next Disney princess. What fairy tale is your full length movie and how would you use your new ability to control woodland creatures? Mulan. That was my favorite. Also, I really need somebody to sweep my floors and fold/iron laundry. There are seven of us coming in/out of this house. Dirt and crumbs are always visiting. And folding / ironing is one of my least favorite household chores.
Your life is being made into a movie. Who plays you? Who plays your love interest? (or who plays your arch-enemy?) Oh, my. Who plays me? I have always liked Marina Sirtis. I wanted to be Deanna Troi and I had the worst crush on Commander Riker. So, yeah, I guess Jonathan Frakes would play my husband. They're similar in a lot of ways (Riker and my husband). I've got a thing for beards. I don't think I have an arch-enemy... I could be wrong. Check the comments. Perhaps my arch-enemy shall name themselves. ;)
You can time travel in an oddly specific way that only allows you to visit other authors. Where do you go and what do you do? I would take a train ride with Jules Verne, play laser tag with H. G. Wells, and go sailing with Herman Melville. I would chat with all of them about referencing their work in my works. And then maybe have tea with Robert Jordan.It would be lovely to hear them tell me all the experiences that are familiar to all authors (the self doubt, the belief that the current work will never be good enough to show anyone, all those sorts of fun things).
If I were to invite you over, what snacks would you bring, keeping in mind that fruit and dried fruit are not snacks? I would bring gummy things. When I get together with other writerly folks, I want Kombucha, Club Soda, and gummy things... Like gummy worms, sour patch kids, you name it. I might also want smoked salmon (lox) rolled with black rice in nori sheets.
Tree House or Cave? And why? I read Swiss Family Robinson. I want that tree house with a cave nearby. After all, Wilson the Volleyball was happy and grinning up a storm in that cave while Chuck Noland (Tom Hanks) yelled at him. If a cave made Wilson that happy, I figure I need at least one of those. But I want that Robinson tree house with the ostriches and zebras and the tiger pits, too.
What weather is your writing? A dark and stormy night? A sunshiny day? Occasionally, I get in a dark streak, but usually my work is thunderstorms and tornadoes. I love the dramatics, the upheaval, and the shaking that happens when gritty, real-life events happen to my imaginary friends. In fact, come ti think of it, the weather itself happen a lot in my stories. The sun always peeks out by the end, though. Recently, I ended a novel with a less-than-happy ending, but my main character has to make it through an urban fantasy trilogy. She'll get her sunshine by the end of the series. (:
If you had to build a house without conventional materials, what unconventional materials would you use? (Gingerbread is inadvisable because it attracts snacking children) I would love to have a house built of mud and a roof thatched with peacock feathers. And if mud walls are too conventional, I would be happy enough with bamboo. Otherwise, I could live in a hammock. Weather permitting. That jello house from Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs? Maybe that would be my choice. But only if the minions lived in the basement.
If this question were any question in the world, what question would you want it to be and how would you answer it? Q: If a rainbow gave you a hug, what would your breakfast the next morning be? A: Joy with a side of thunderstorms, sprinkled with a whole lotta kid-giggles.
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Where the Light May Lead: https://www.amazon.com/