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Sunday, December 22, 2013

Meg Silver Edition: Dare to Tell the Truth with Kayla the Bibliophile


Meg Silver Edition:
Dare to Tell the Truth with Kayla the Bibliophile


Let’s start with a little foreplay…


What would you say is the most embarrassing thing you have done or had done to you? 
I love this question. Everyone answers with the ‘ha ha’ embarrassing story, never the ‘oh God can the earth open up and shotgun me like a beer’ story. I suppose what we’re really after is a gauge of my dorkishness, and whether y’all’s flavor of dorkishness complements mine. 

So we’ll go with this story: This was last year when I was still selling jewelry. I was at work, very posh department. 

There was a spider. 

To get away from it, I went backwards onto a counter. Wearing a skirt. 

Don’t worry. My client killed the spider. 


Craziest Fan moment? 
Without going into too much detail, here’s what I can tell you: Reader mail rocks my world. I love hearing readers’ stories, and what they like or don’t like about books or anything else. 

Just please don’t send pictures of private moments. Or at least warn a girl, first. 

If you could have a super power what power would you pick?
Clairvoyance. 


What would you do with your super power if you had it? 
Snoop. I love secrets and longings and fears and joys. No one ever talks about the truly meaningful ones. 

Would you abuse your super power? How? 
Hell yes, I would. I’d be a one-woman NSA, gathering plot fodder. 

Do you believe in vampires? 
No, although I’m still waiting to be called as the next slayer.

Pick one!

Favorite book and/or author? 
This varies, though I have a pair of writers who fuel me up right: Dorothy Parker and Erma Bombeck. 



I think Dorothy Parker’s “You Were Perfectly Fine” is just about the funniest thing ever written. Erma, though also funny, brought emotional honesty to everything she did with a left-handed charm no one except maybe Dave Barry can touch. I love him, too. 

According to my Kindle, I also love Jim Butcher, Nora Roberts, Patrick Rothfuss, Agatha Christie, Barbara Michaels, Susan Elizabeth Phillips, CS Lewis, Joseph Campbell, Stephen King, Jane Austen, JK Rowling, Janet Evanovich and Sue Grafton. 

Import or Muscle car? 
Muscle. I form deep emotional attachments to American muscle simply passing one in the street. 

Coke or Pepsi? 
Coke. Diet Pepsi doesn’t make huge geysers. 

Skyrim or GTA V 
Skyrim. I would much rather mow down pedestrians with a dragon than a faked-up import. 

Favorite song and/or musician? 
Did you see the look of stricken angst on my face just now? I shall take the coward’s way out and say Mozart is my favorite musician of all time, with John Williams as a close second. 


Thor or Loki? 
That’s just mean. 

White, Dark or Milk Chocolate? 
All three. Anytime, anywhere, any way they want it. 

Star Wars or Star Trek? 
Yes. May the force be with the guy who’s going where no man will ever look for that dang droid. 

Sam or Dean Winchester? 
Much as I adore the Ken dolls, I’m all about the guy who played John Winchester: Jeffrey Dean Morgan. Ai Chihuahua, those big melty eyes. 


Bobby is still my favorite character, though. 

Commando, Boxers or Briefs? 
Boxer-briefs. 

Damon or Stephan Salvatore? 
I had to look them up. Is that bad? 

Biker boy or Rocker dude? 
Rocker. (Sorry, still no Stairway.) 

Mythbusters or Jersey Shore? 
I would love to see Kari, Grant and Tory test the combustibility of spray tan solution. 


Enough foreplay, let’s get it on!


Tell us about your 1st time! 
It was… awkward. Neither one of us had any idea what we were doing, with predictable results. Nice guy, though. 

Screamer, moaner or silent? 
Moaner. 

Whips or chains? 
I’ve never used an actual whip. That would probably get annoying with me singing the Indiana Jones theme the entire time. Daah duh-dun DAAAAAAAAAAH, dun-duh-daaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Dah-duh dah-taaaaaaaaaaaa, dah dee daaah daaaah daaaaah 


What is your favorite alcoholic beverage? 
Captain Morgan with diet Coke and lemon. 

Do you ever leave home without panties on? 
Not deliberately. 

Have you ever had sex while at work (any job)? If so, where? 
Yes. My office. We call it “research”. 

What is the strangest place you ever had sex? 
Outside, near a river mill. Loud but fun. Also memorable. 

What turns you on more, reading a sexual story, watching a porn or listening to sex? 
Reading and watching are both fun. Listening can be somewhat off-putting. 

What profession do you find the most arousing sexually? 
Warrior. 

Does size matter? 
Yes. (What? Stop looking at me like that.) 

Do you or have you ever had a “cop” fantasy? 
Fantasy Heights: Season One was basically a prolonged “cop” fantasy. 



Do you or have you ever had a “Delivery Guy” or “Service Man” fantasy? 
No. Sorry, but that one just doesn’t connect with me. Blame Jim Carrey and the whole plumber’s crack phenomenon. 

Funniest sexual experience you've ever had? 
Oh, man. I don’t think Mr. Silver would appreciate it if I answered this one. Suffice to say it’s better to let the oil get all over everything than to attempt to contain it with plastic sheeting. This will end badly for the kneecaps. And the ego. 

What is the strangest sexual experience you’ve had? 
A six-foot-seven guy in the back seat of a Honda Civic. Well okay, maybe it wasn’t so much “strange” as it was “strategic”. 



Most embarrassing sexual experience? 
Outside in a tree-house. They still call him Tarzan. 

Dominant or Submissive? 
Submissive. 

A fantasy you haven't fulfilled yet? 
I think the phone thing from All The Queen’s Men would be interesting. 

Your stand on sex toys? 
I’ll try anything once. 

Siiiigh, that was fantastic…
How about some pillow talk? 

What would you do if you could be a guy for a day?
Golf without boobs in the way. 

How would you describe yourself so that someone could pick you out? 
The short one who wears sunglasses all winter and never goes anywhere without the Pointer. 

What's the last thought in your head that involved someone you like? 
“I wish he would quit woofing in his sleep.” 

What is a question you want me to ask you? 
“What variety of chocolate would you like with your Jeffrey Dean Morgan?” 

What is a question you refuse to answer? 
I nearly refused to answer the favorite book/author and favorite song/band ones. Choosing such things makes me feel all conflicted and trapped. 

Any tats or piercings? If so, where? 
My ears are pierced. I can’t imagine ever getting a tattoo. There would have to be massive amounts of alcohol and perhaps bribery involved. 

Biggest turn on? 
Drive and intelligence. 

Biggest turn off? 
Sheeple 


Pet peeve? 
People who text while driving. 

So tell us something nobody knows about you? 
Erm, um… I love John Hughes films, but I also blame him for accelerating the decline of western civilization. (Yeah, just don’t. That’s a whole other interview.) 

What did you think while reading these questions? 
Wow, the potential for over-share. 

Thank you for answering my naughty questions. Was it as good for you as it was for me? 
You know it.  *fist bump * 

Did you have anything else you’d like to say before we go? 
Wait… People are still reading? If you read this far, leave a comment that starts with the words “Kayla needs”


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