Random Interview Saturday! Erin Ritch


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.

Our next author lassos a tornado and rides on in. It's Erin Ritch! 
Erin Ritch

Author Biography

Erin Ritch is an author, mom, and the founder of No Wyverns Publishing. Growing up inspired by storytelling in all its forms, she began writing at eleven-years-old and holds a degree in English Literature. She went on to study Film at the Vancouver Film School, where the script for her dark comedy Neighborhood Watch was chosen for production. Erin lives on her family’s fledgling farm in rural Oregon with her husband, two daughters, and a chicken named Dana Scully.

The Interview

In your opinion, which is the best space ship?
That would have to be the space ship (including Max) from "Flight of the Navigator." Cool music, cool creatures, cool navigator seat...best all around.

If you could combine any two animals to make a hybrid, what would they be?
I feel like this is mean, but my first thought was a cheetah and a sloth. Would they cancel out each other's extreme speed (or lack thereof) and just move at a medium pace? I'm not sure we should find out.

What film era do you feel best represents your day to day life?
Definitely the silent film era. I am constantly running around at a ridiculous and almost comical superspeed and no one hears a word I am saying.

Where’s my supersuit!?!?!?!?
You lost it, AGAIN?!

When cats take over the world, how do you plan to win their good graces?
My husband is allergic to cats so, unfortunately, we will be in our bunker until a canine-led rebellion ensues. 

If you had to write only in one crayon color for the rest of your life, what would you choose?
Only Permanent Geranium Lake for me. It hasn't been manufactured in decades, so I, as the last remaining keeper of Permanent Geranium Lake, write words that are worth pure (reddish) gold.

What weather is your writing? A dark and stormy night? A sunshiny day?
It's raining calmly, just enough to clear the air but not heavy enough to need an umbrella. The sun is rising, full of life and the promise of a beautiful day. Then a line of twenty tornadoes drop from the sky and destroy everything.

I know exercise is good for me, but it is not entertaining. What methods do you suggest for making workouts more fun?
That is an unsolvable riddle, my friend.

If this question were any question in the world, what question would you want it to be and how would you answer it?
What is the meaning of life? Coffee. Just coffee.

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