Who is your favorite hero or heroine of history? This is so hard! I guess I would go with Mother Teresa. She dedicated her life to helping those society doesn’t value but managed to live her own convictions without pushing those convictions on anyone else.
Do you tweet?What’s the funniest thing you’ve ever tweeted? Yup! @SullivanStories. Maybe my tweet promoting Indy bookstore An Unlikely Story on Small Business Saturday?
— Tara Sullivan (@SullivanStories) November 28, 2015
What is your favorite season? Having grown up overseas where the only seasons were “wet” and “dry” versions of the same temperature, I’m kind of a season junkie. I love the fact that, especially here in New England, the weather is always on the brink of changing. If I were forced to pick, I’d probably go with fall.
If you could teleport anywhere in the known universe right now, where would you go? Scotland. Then again, right now it’s February… so maybe somewhere warmer. Let’s go with New Zealand to geek out over the Lord of the Rings scenery.
Do you have any writing rituals? When I’m editing, I print out the entire book and tape it to my living room wall. Then I go through with different colored highlighters—green for dialogue, blue for flashback, pink for exciting scenes, and yellow for exposition—and I block out the whole book. Then, I can stand back and see my mistakes at a glance. Starting the book with blue? Bad. Forty pages between pinks? Also bad. Two chapters where no one talks? Hmm… It’s something I’ve found really helps to see the big picture for pacing.
What is your idea of earthly happiness? Pretty close to my life right now, actually: Happy family, loving spouse, fulfilling work, time to read, and good tea.
What is the best concert you’ve ever been to? If you can believe it, I’ve never actually been to a concert! One of those funny things you miss out on not growing up in the U.S., I guess…
What are you currently working on? My current WIP is another contemporary, set in the mining city of Potosí, Bolivia. It’s about a girl looking for her brother who has vanished under mysterious circumstances into “the mountain that eats men.” It’s a story about family, and how deep you sometimes need to dig to find the treasure inside when your world has fallen to rubble around you. It was prompted by a question to which I have still not found any good answers.