Every once in a while I feel like doing things differently on this blog. And so I decided to interview Karen Robiscoe, an avid blogger and author I’ve come to know through the WordPress Blog-o-sphere. *looks worriedly toward crashing sounds emanating from the kitchen*
Of course, I wasn’t really expecting to find the lady on my doorstep this morning, but I have to admire her get-up-and-go. She certainly got up and went *winces at the sound of shattering glass * and who knew she even had a passport?
It seems Karen interpreted my invitation quite literally, traveling all the way to Romania, but I suppose that’s a hazard of interviewing the literary minded, at least if you interpret the root of that word liberally. *cranes head nervously toward sound of suddenly barking dog* So, without further ado, let’s meet the lady now!
Cristian: Welcome, Karen, welcome. How was the flight?
Karen: Fancy. *sits on couch, and pummels cushions enthusiastically* And a little long. We circled the runway for hours!
Cristian: Blame Twilight for that. Part of the reason I invited you to visit virtually.
Karen: Two bags of peanuts, though.
Cristian: Jet lag is the worst.
Karen: It certainly is. Especially if you use frequent flyer miles. Do you know they actually seat passengers in the cargo area now?
Cristian: *points to splintered frames askew on a fluffed cushion* Are those my glasses?
Karen: I got all kinds of cozy with a giraffe. That’s probably what’s riling your dog.
Cristian: I don’t have a dog.
Karen: You do now. Where’s your guest room?
Cristian: I don’t really have one.
Karen: You don’t mind couching it then, do you? *pounds cushions again, completely shattering frames* I have a bad back.
Cristian: You’re getting off topic. I invited you here to discuss writing.
Karen: Writing? You want to talk about writing? I thought you said “biking.”
Cristian: I want to discuss your blog and pending book release.
Karen: And after all that trouble I went to ship my unicycle. *sighs dramatically*
Cristian: Tell me, Karen, while I still have patience—and readers – what kind of writing do you feature on your blog?
Karen: The pixelated kind, mostly. Are you sure we’re not biking? I noticed some really excellent trails on the way here. Right after I stopped to gather these wild mushrooms. *reaches in bag, and produces some suspicious looking fungus* Want some?
Cristian: I’ll pass, thanks. So you’d characterize your writing by dots per inch?
Karen: Uh-huh. Except for the Post-Its. I get crazy heavy-handed with Post-its. I use yards of the things. I’ve been known to write entire novellas on Post-Its.
Cristian: Speaking of novellas. You have an actual novel pending publication, don’t you? An urban fantasy titled SPIRITED REMIX?
Karen: I do indeed. It details the adventures of a disenfranchised Spirit seeking posthumous redemption.
Cristian: Sounds interesting.
Karen: It is. The guest appearances by Carlin, Hendrix and Einstein help.
Cristian: Definitely an unlikely combination. When will SPIRITED REMIX be released?
Karen: Your guess is as good as mine. Say, what is this stuff? *grimacing as she finishes the last crumb of Cristian’s breakfast*
Cristian: An Egg McMuffin.
Karen: It tastes so exotic! So delicate and flaky!
Cristian: That’s the paper wrapper, Karen. *exasperated, and hungry now* And we’re going to have to wrap this up.
Karen: That’s okay. I have a yen to write some poetry just now anyway. Something with teeth! Fangs, possibly…
Cristian: To feature on your blog?
Karen: No. I posted a Non-Tucket before I left, and I like to switch it up. I’ll post the poem after I feature an op-ed about current events.
Cristian: You mean those clever, rhyming riddles you write?
Karen: Only if the news is funny.
Cristian: I meant the ‘Non-Tuckets’. Where did you come up with that term, anyway?
Karen: On my keyboard.
Cristian: Yes, but what does it reference?
Karen: Oh, any number of things, as long as it rhymes. It’s versatile like that.
Cristian: You write idiom-based poetry, too. Would you classify that as a Non-Tucket?
Karen: A rose by another name, eh Cristian? *Karen buries her nose in dish of dried flakes* Mmm, so fragrant. Is this pot pourri indigenous to the area?
Cristian: Those are corn flakes, Karen. Anything else you’d like to add before we close?
Cristian: Well, readers, I hope you’ve enjoyed this little get together with Karen as much as I have.
Karen: Can I borrow your car?
Cristian: You can keep up with the author at website: CHARRON’s CHATTER, featuring poetry and philosophies, one-liners, fictions, riddles and more, or better yet, simply ask her for an interview.