I wish I could tell you that I was punk rock. I wish I could tell you I wore the right boots and shaved my head with the right razor and knew all the lyrics. Sadly, I cannot in clear conscience tell you this. The good news is they let me go to their concerts anyway, and Punk Planet even let Elizabeth Crane interview me, which was excellent fun.
(Damn. See what I mean? If you use phrases like 'excellent fun,' you cannot be punk rock no matter how bad you want it.)
Writers get to talk all they want about their work. Writers' kindergardeners are less often asked. At the behest of the delightful Sue Henderson of LitPark, my wife and I sought to get to the bottom of my daughter's interest in colors and sharks. I'd only ever done one other interview before, so it took a while to find our groove, but once we were in it: groovy.