Random Interview Saturday! Leila Tualla


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.

This next author runs in, armed with a giant fly swatter because of some of the things encountered in this interview. She's Leila Tualla!

Leila Tualla 

About the Author

Leila Tualla is a Filipino-American memoirist, poet, and Christian author. Leila’s books include a YA Christian contemporary romance called, Love, Defined and a memoir/poetry collection called Storm of Hope: God, Preeclampsia, Depression and me. Her poetry is featured in two mental health anthologies, Letters of May and We are Not Alone: stories of mental health awareness. Leila is a contributing blogger for Daughters of the Deep, a faith based ministry and Echoes of the Struggle, a blog that aims to discuss political, racial, and personal views from today’s changing and volatile climate. She is currently working on a poetry collection based on Asian American stereotypes, titled the Token Asian writes. Leila lives in Houston, Texas with her first generation Mexican American husband and two miracle “Mexipino” babies.

The Interview!

If you had a store, what would you sell?
I would own a cute baby boutique store. I would sell baby products, gear - strollers and carseats, baby furniture, and clothes. But then in this store, I would have a dedicated team of lactation consultants, birth and postpartum doulas, have a midwife on call, and a mental health specialist. There would be a lovely baby cafe inside where mamas can just chill out. A small room for the babies and small children, to be loved up on and cared for while their mamas enjoy a hot cup of coffee. I sell a few minutes of mama rest and relaxation disguised as a baby boutique store. I would open my store late hours for mamas in need of mama time and have bookclub and wine night once a week. Sounds fabulous, doesn't it? I now need to make this happen. 

Write me some Vogon Poetry (for those not in the know, Vogon poetry is so awful you’ll want to rip your ears off and eat them. It’s considered a method of torture in many corners of the galaxy. So give us your worst).
Why and what do I mumble about in my sleep? 
Is it my subconscious remembering to pray?
And so I mumble a prayer in between dreams?
Did I get to utter a great comeback 
to that girl in high school?
I grind my teeth and drool pools onto the pillow,
and a small kernel escapes.
I've got popcorn kernels stuck in my teeth

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 discovered - let me take that back, my 5 year old, discovered -  large size legos. You can actually build things with these; walls, desks. I would build my house out of these life sized legos and use bubble wraps to cushion up the floor. Since I like to move furniture around the house every few months, since it drives me crazy to see the same view, I can just take my lego house apart and build a different model. Perfect. 

You win a vacation to a hotel with an amazing spa, free buffet, great view, and everything you could imagine for your perfect getaway … but the hotel is completely staffed by giant spiders. Do you accept?
No. Never. Nope. And thanks for officially giving me nightmares about giant spiders staffing any vacation packages, I may win in the future. Scratch that, I will probably never enter these vacation packages because of this scenario. 

When cats take over the world, how do you plan to win their good graces?
Continue to do everything to their bidding? I thought they've already taken over. 

Which of the following potions would you like to possess: a Love Potion or a Sleeping Potion? I'm a tired mama, I would take the sleeping potion in heartbeat. Has that already been invented? I'd sprinkle sleeping potion all over my kiddos' beds.

What's your sign? Mine is that one that warns you to watch for falling cows.
"Give me five more minutes" is my motherhood jam. 

You approach a wooden door at the end of a long, dark passage. It is big and heavy. A strange warmth radiates from the wrought-iron handle. You hear a strange noise rising through it. What's on the other side and what do you do?
A mother at her wit's end. I feel like this describes how my children approach my bathroom door. I'm currently drinking wine, tablet on my lap, tapping away at the keys when I see little fingers under the bathroom door and giggles asking me what I'm doing in here. 

Best trilogy (of books, movies, three course meals, your choice)?
Best Trilogy: Tolkien's Lord of the Rings. 

If this question were any question in the world, what question would you want it to be and how would you answer it?
Favorite Disney villain? Scar from the Lion King, mostly because of Jeremy Iron's voice but Scar was a great villain. Scary, manipulative, can sing. 

Connect with the Author

Buy Links:
Love, Defined:
Barnes and Noble:

Storm of Hope