Eight Ridiculous Questions With Julia Talbot
Julia Talbot has been assimilated by Texas, where there is hot and cold running rodeo, cowboys, and smoked brisket. A full time author, Julia has been published by Torquere Press, Suspect Thoughts, Pretty Things Press, and Changeling Press. She can most often be found in coffee shops and restaurants, scribbling in her notebook and entertaining other diners with her mutterings.
How far is too far?
Getting drunk and taking your clothes off at… Oh, wait. Y’all don’t want to hear that. Honestly? Don’t lie to me. Period.
Can you define happiness?
You know it. Embrace your inner whatever. In my case, I stopped trying to be an intellectual and embraced my inner redneck. I have bullriding, frequent Tim McGraw concerts and lots of cowboy boots. Life is good.
What’s the best sound in the world?
Right now, it’s my puppies yarping. I have two six month old basset hounds, and they are an absolute joy
What music would you like played at your funeral?
Hmm. I’m torn between The Rain King by Counting Crows (so people remember to drama llama and cry, naturally) and This is Where the Cowboy Rides Away, by George Strait, because any song that ends with, “Oh the last goodbye’s the hardest one to say.
This is where the cowboy rides away” is the perfect funeral song!
Would you rather lose an arm or a leg?
A leg. I need both hands to write, man. I can’t type with my poor diabetic toes…
Are you a folder or a scruncher?
I am a scruncher of mammoth proportions. You should see me when I’m going on a long road trip. I look like the Beverly Hillbillies. Thank goodness for those Space Bag things, that squoosh all the air out of your clothes. I’d never be able to pack without them.
Spit or swallow?
Swallow. I say own it if you’re gonna do it.
If you were a porn star, what would be your name?
Blondy Peachybutt, of course. Ride ’em, cowgirl!
Julia’s answers had me rolling on the ground laughing my butt off! Check out her site here – http://thegates.net/juliatalbot/