Armchair BEA has begun!
As a participant, my first task is to interview myself. I had to pick five of the ten questions the organizers provided, and, since I signed up at the last moment, this is what I came up with, between precious moments stolen away from shows like Mad Men, The Real Housewives of New Jersey, and Sister Wives. Ok, look, I barely watch television anymore, but Sunday nights are my guilty pleasure night. Don’t judge. I’m just a girl, eating Combos after 1:00 a.m., and asking you to love me.
1. Please tell us a little bit about yourself: Who are you? How long have you been blogging? Why did you get into blogging?
Rather than attempt to write a more polished version of my About Me page, I wrote a fun little ditty about my experience as a book blogger, set to the music of my favorite Rolling Stones song. I call it Sympathy for the Book Blogging Industry.
Please allow me to introduce myself.
I’m a blogger without wealth, but good taste.
I’ve been around for four long years.
Book publicity (and vision loss) stole my soul and faith.
And I was ‘round when books were still books.
Can’t help it e-readers still give me doubt and pain.
Had to take time off to make damn sure my rare disease (MG).
Was finally diagnosed, and I sealed my fate.
Pleased to meet you.
Hope you never guess my name.
But what’s puzzling you.
Is just the nature of my game.
I stuck with The Girl from the Ghetto blog.
When I saw it was time for a change.
Killed my blog with too many giveaway posts.
Many of my readers screamed in vain.
I rode a tank.
Watched my blog slowly go rank.
When the blitzkrieg raged.
I know, my blog basically stank.
Pleased to meet you.
Hope you never guess my name, oh yeah!
Ah, what’s confusing you.
Is just the nature of my game.
I watched with glee.
While your blog kings and queens.
Gave bad books good reviews in an orchestrated facade.
To curry favor with famous authors they made.
I shouted out,
Who killed the authors (without online platforms)?
When after all.
It was you and me.
Let me please introduce myself.
I’m a blogger without wealth, but good taste.
And I laid traps for books represented by troubadours.
Those emails get killed before they reach my eyes each day.
Pleased to meet you.
Hope you never guessed my name, oh yeah!
But what’s puzzling you.
Is just the nature of my game, oh yes.
Are ya’ down with it? Ah yes!
Pleased to meet you.
Hope you never guessed my name, oh yeah!
But what’s puzzling you.
Is just the nature of my game.
Just as every cop is a criminal.
And all the sinners saints.
As heads is tails.
Just call me Ghetto Girl.
‘Cause I’m not afraid of reviewing without restraint.
About books that simply stink to me.
Hey, I always have some courtesy.
And some sympathy, and some taste.
When querying me, use all your well-learned politeness.
Or I’ll lay your soul (or client) to waste, yeah.
Pleased to meet you.
Hope you never guessed my name, oh yeah!
But what’s puzzling you.
Is just the nature of my game.
But guess what–I have none.
Get down with it!
All right?
Woo, who!
That’s right.
All right?
All right!
Oh, yeah.
Woo, who!
Oh yeah!
Yeah, I have none.
Honest book reviews for you and me!
2. What are you currently reading, or what is your favorite book you have read so far in 2012?
My favorite book so far this year was, hands down, Here Comes Trouble by Michael Moore. I’m from Michigan and have been a fan of his since the beginning, but I was still blown away by what that man accomplished long before making his first documentary.
3. Which is your favorite post that you have written that you want everyone to read?
I have written nearly 1,100 blog posts, so it is impossible to pick just one! I’m going with this one, only because it is the first one that came to mind. The Books That Changed My Life is a little rough and unpolished, but completely honest, and if you go for that sort of thing, then I think you might you love it.
4. Tell us one non-book-related thing that everyone reading your blog may not know about you.
Not my finest moment, but pretty funny. After getting a job as a Vegas cocktail waitress, I was horrified when the 80 year-old seamstress told me at my fitting that I’d either have to get a boob job in Utah “where they did them on the cheap,” or I’d have to come to work every day with my bustier stuffed to at least a D cup. As I was an A cup at the time, I showed up to work with a stuffed bra, and rocked it.
5. If you could eat dinner with any author or character, who would it be and why?
I wish I could pick a someone fun who has lived a charmed life, but never having lived like that, I’d feel weird talking and chowing down next to them, because they probably never experienced hunger in their lifetime. When I eat a good meal, I really enjoy it. And I want my companion to love the food as much as I do. I guess I’d have to pick someone who really suffered, but still knows how to appreciate anything given to them, like Jane Eyre. Or Sonja Livingston, author of the fantastic memoir, Ghostbread, a story of American poverty that everyone needs to read.
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