Kiini Ibura Salaam's
Would You Rather
Would you rather start every sentence in your book with ‘And’ or end every sentence with ‘but’?
I would rather start every
sentence with AND. That way I can layer and layering is where all the meaning,
mystery, and complexities are born. If I end every sentence with but, you might
stop trusting me as a storyteller. I’d probably stop trusting myself!
Would
you rather write in an isolated cabin that was infested with spiders or in a
noisy coffee shop with bad musak?
Why the spiders?!? Noisy
coffee shop for sure. Because I need my distractions. Because people watching.
Because coffee! Because the coffee shop suggests when I’m done writing I can go
play in the city. Let’s dance!
Would
you rather think in a language you could understand but write in one you
couldn’t read, or think in a language you couldn’t understand but write in one
you could read?
I value my sanity, so I’d
rather think in a language I can understand. My thoughts are with me ALL hours
of the day. In comparison, the writing is momentary. I’ll look at my readers
with pleading eyes, “Please tell me the truth, does it sing? Or does it suck?”
#thisbrainismine
Would
you rather write the best book of your career and never publish it or publish a
bunch of books that leave you feeling unsatisfied?
I would rather write the best
book of my career and never publish it. Why? Because all my achievements live
within me. So if I get to the point of writing the best book of my career, I
will own that knowledge of plotting and characterization and structure. Then
the next book—even if it’s second or third best—is going to be pretty darn
good. And you best believe, I’m publishing that baby.
Would you rather have everything you
think automatically appear on your Twitter feed or have a voice in your head
narrate your every move?
Ugh, ugh, ugh, and ugh. I’m
going to have to go with the voice in the head. I am too private. The
Twitterverse does not need to be in my business. I tweet sparingly as it is.
Maybe the voice in my head will help me—hearing it narrated will shame me when
I’m being bad and embolden me when I’m being good. Maybe that’s wishful
thinking, but I’d find a way for it to help me out.
Would
you rather your books be bound and covered with human skin or made out of
tissue paper?
Tissue paper. I just love
people too much. I. Just. Can’t. With the human skin binding. If they’re made
in tissue paper they’ll be really rare. Like performance art, they’ll only be
able to be witnessed briefly and then never again.
Would you rather read naked in front of a packed room or have no
one show up to your reading?
Let’s have no one show up at
the reading, please. See above where I stated my penchant for privacy. I’ll
strut naked in front of a lover, but the rest of you do not need to know what I
look like with no clothes on. With the reading, I’ll snap a selfie, make a
recording, and promote the hell out of that bad boy. No one has to know the
audience was missing.
Would
you rather your book incite the world’s largest riot or be used as tinder in
everyone’s fireplace?
Definitely riot. And I hope
it’s a righteous riot. A riot that ultimately brings more world peace, more
access to food and housing, more equality, less discrimination, more community,
and a better existence for a larger percentage of the humans roaming this
earth.
Would you rather give up your computer
or pens and paper?
This is a horrible question.
I draft on the computer and edit by hand, so I use both in my process. But at
the end of the day, I’m a modern woman, so it will have to be the pen and
paper. (I’ll keep my paint and canvas though.)
Would you rather have every word of your favorite novel tattooed
on your skin or always playing as an audio in the background for the rest of
your life?
Audio. 1. I can’t stand the
pain of the tattoo. 2. I love my unblemished skin. 3. Humans are great at
adjusting to stimuli. Eventually, I’ll get used to the narration. Maybe one day
I’ll come to find it soothing.
Would
you rather meet your favorite author and have them turn out to be a total
jerkwad or hate a book written by an author you are really close to?
Let my favorite author be a
jerkwad. I don’t know her/him and s/he doesn’t have to be part of my life. I’d
rather love my friend’s book and be authentically proud of her/him. Viva
friendship!
Would
you rather your book have an awesome title with a really ugly cover or an
awesome cover with a really bad title?
Two sucky options. I’m going
to go with awesome cover with a bad title. I like beautiful things, plus my
eyes are bad so if I see it from afar, I might not even see the bad title.
Would
you rather write beautiful prose with no point or write the perfect story
badly?
No question. Prose with no
point. Though we know from the bestseller list, the perfect story written badly
would sell way better. I just enjoy word play, so I’ll keep the beauty.
Would
you rather write only embarrassingly truthful essays or write nothing at all?
In this scenario, do I love
being embarrassingly truthful? I wrote one of those, and it was actually good
for me and for so many women who shared my pain. So I’ll go with the first.
Embarrassingly truthful can be a public service, and I’d rather be useful to
the world than not.
Would
you rather your book become an instant best seller that burns out quickly and
is forgotten forever or be met with mediocre criticism but continue to sell
well after you’re gone?
I’m going to need some dollar
figures here. Hitting the bestseller list and burning out quickly, suggests you
aren’t making a ton of money on that. Based on that assessment, mediocre
criticism will do the trick. Especially with fans who love it. Screw the
critics. Ongoing royalties that can keep my daughter company after I’m gone
sounds like a good deal to me.
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