The awesome YA author Fabio Bueno tagged me in the Eleven Questions game.
1. You must post the rules.
2. Answer the questions on your blog–or if you don’t have a blog, feel free to answer in the comments! Then create eleven new questions to ask the people you’ve tagged.
3. Tag eleven people and link to them.
4. Let them know you’ve tagged them.
Here are Fabio’s questions and my answers:
What is your favorite historical period and why?
Probably the Tudor, because of all the drama surrounding King Henry VIII.
List your top five favorite movies.
The first 5 that come to mind–When Harry Met Sally, Pride & Prejudice, My Cousin Vinny, The Sandlot & Rat Race
Your house is on fire. Your loved ones–humans and pets–are already safe outside. They have your driver’s license and a flash drive with all your backups (files and all the media you own). You have time to save one more object. What would you get?
A box that has notes to me written by my kids.
You can invite any three people in the world for a dinner–anyone alive. Who are your guests?
Funny people–like Melissa McCarthy, Amy Poehler and Kristen Wiig
Congress/the gods/smiling extraterrestrials said you can only have one type of food every meal for the rest of your life (they’ll supplement your diet with vitamin pills). Which food would you choose?
If it’s aliens, they probably have a thingamabob to zap away my food sensitivities, so I’m gonna say pizza.
In an episode of “Friends”, they all reveal their freebie list: Who are your 5 celebs?
Ian Somerhalder, Jimmy Fallon, Rob Lowe, Jake Gyllenhall, Ryan Reynolds
(Huge spoiler alert.) Some people think the Hunger Games is bloody. In Harry Potter 6, fifteen characters die. In HP7, the body count is over fifty (see here). JK is rewriting the series, and she let you choose one character from any of the seven books to get a reprieve. Who would it be and why?
I can’t choose! Cop out I know, but I’m not messing with HP.
What’s your worst fear?
Being unable to keep my kids safe.
You can choose your own nickname, with an assurance that no one would ever mock you. Tell us your choice.
Since I’ve changed my first and middle names legally before, I don’t want another name
What’s the best vacation you have ever had?
Family road trip to Niagara Falls and points in between.
Hiking in the Finger Lakes region, NY
Congress/the gods/smiling extraterrestrials said you must move to any fantasy or sci-fi setting (books, movies, videogames, rpgs) of your choice—permanently. Where would you go?
I love the setting in the movie Mama Mia!
Thanks to Fabio for the fun questions!
And here are my 11 questions for you to answer on your blog (or here in the comments if you don’t have one):
1. What 3 books would you take with you into your zombie apocalypse/alien invasion bunker (I’m assuming you all have one)?
2. What was your first job?
3. What song is stuck in your head right now?
4. What celebrity would play you in the movie about your life?
5. What did you eat for breakfast this morning?
6. If you could go back in time for one day, what time would you revisit and why?
7. What was the last movie you saw in the theater?
8. What’s your favorite movie snack?
9. What TV show is most like your life?
10. If you could get on a plane right now, where would you go (all expenses paid)?
11. If you could tweet to your 13 old self, what would you say?
Anyone can play, but I tag:
Oh and I also got tagged with the Lucky 7 meme by Catherine Johnson and Debra Kristi. It’s been bouncing around the blogosphere for weeks and it’s been awesome reading bits of everyone’s WIP (work in progress). The rules are:
1. Go to page 77 of your current MS/WIP
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines, sentences, or paragraphs, and post them as they’re written.
4. Tag 7 authors, and let them know.
I’m not going to tag more people–I think everyone has been tagged anyway! But I will play along–so here’s a bit from my current YA Contemporary WIP:
Liquid seeped through the neckline of the tank under my jacket and I shifted, noticing the open beer bottle Kyle had apparently left at his side. I picked it up, holding it for maybe a little too long, enough to feel that the label was missing a corner–probably from Kyle picking at it.
I moved the bottle to the floor.
Kyle stretched and opened his eyes and when he saw me he turned and scooted closer until we were face to face. “Hey, you’re back,” he said as if I’d just stepped out to pick up take-out food. “You’re head doesn’t look any smaller to me.”
He pressed a palm to the top of my head, checking for psychiatric shrinkage, and I smiled. I couldn’t help it, I felt missed.
Have a spectacular weekend!!