TA Moore spins the wheel today!
If you had to live in a movie, TV show, or book, which would you choose and why?
It has to be said, anywhere interesting I wouldn’t survive long. A combination of poor genetics and a sedentary lifestyle has left me with ‘background victim’ written through me like a stick of rock. Walking Dead? Lucky if I got turned into a zombie. Game of Thrones? Lucky if I got turned into an ice zombie.
I’m going to go with Narnia. As a child I loved those books to distraction and, being an exceptionally irreligious child, didn’t even pick up on the whole Christianity angle until later. Bad things happen in Narnia, but if you pick your era carefully you have a good chance of a nice, long life surrounded by talking animals. What’s not to like?
(My other choice was Emmerdale, which is a British soap where you really only have to worry about ratings inspired death two or three times a year. It’s set in the Yorkshire Dales, which are lovely.)
Warm weather or cold?
Tepid. I’m a bog dweller, genetically intended to live in a damp, chilly environment. Too much heat and I fry like a bit of bacon, too much ice and I fall down and wheeze. There’s also whining, but I’m from the UK. We whine about the weather, it’s like a hobby.
- What’s one thing that inspired your latest book?
Bone to Pick was inspired by a lot of different things, but Bourneville was inspired a lot by my childhood dog, Lady. Lady was a gorgeous German Shepherd — my mum used to have loads of her old rosettes from shows — who loved me to distraction. Once I was born she slept in my room under my crib, she let baby me steal her bones (my mum found me gumming a knuckle bone more than once, that had to be a worry), and se once saved my gran and me from a break-in. I must have only been about three or four, but I still remember that. It was after midnight, but I’d heard someone at the front door and thought it was granddad home from working late. So I got up and was halfway downstairs and Lady snaked past me. She wasn’t even running, she was so low to the ground she looked like a lizard and snarling like I’d never heard before. I’d not even realised it wasn’t my grandad yet, but obviously she knew this was a person not meant to be in her house. She chased him off, and dined like a QUEEN for a week.
I’ve loved other dogs — I love all dogs — but Lady was the best dog. She just was.
Someone is writing your biography. What’s the title? And who plays you in the movie?
She seemed so Nice? And, um, Jason Momoa…? I’m willing to take a few inaccuracies in order to get to meet him!
What hobby do you wish you could take up?
Knitting! A friend of mine does the most amazing crochet projects and they are stunning. I tried to knit a herring once for a play (long story) and it came out looking like a mutagenically deformed veteran of the Cod Wars. I don’t have the attention span to keep track of the stitches, I get distracted and miscount, or freestyle something, which apparently leads to disaster.
A tourist lands in your town. What should he or she see or do?
The Temple of the Winds. It’s less impressive than the name suggests, but it’s a cute wee building and the views are unbelievable over Barr’s Bay. Check it out: https://www.flickr.com/photos/137010835@N06/24393775604/in/album-72157662326884574/
Describe one of your characters’ deepest regrets.
Cloister regrets not saving his brother. He was only four at the time, and he doesn’t remember what happened, but he has always lived with the sinking conviction that he could have — that he should have — done something.
TA Moore genuinely believed that she was a Cabbage Patch Kid when she was a small child. This was the start of a lifelong attachment to the weird and fantastic. These days she lives in a market town on the Northern Irish coast and her friends have a rule that she can only send them three weird and disturbing links a month (although she still holds that a DIY penis bifurcation guide is interesting, not disturbing). She believes that adding ‘in space!’ to anything makes it at least 40% cooler, will try to pet pretty much any animal she meets (this includes snakes, excludes bugs), and once lied to her friend that she had climbed all the way up to Tintagel Castle in Cornwall, when actually she’d only gotten to the beach, realized it was really high, and chickened out.
She aspires to being a cynical misanthrope, but is unfortunately held back by a sunny disposition and an inability to be mean to strangers. If TA Moore is mean to you, that means you’re friends now.
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