Patricia: What cosmic event prompted you to write?
Tui: It started with the chicken pox. I was 5-years-old, slathered in calamine lotion, and trying my hardest not to scratch any of the sores that covered me from head to toe. I even had chicken pox on the roof of my mouth! I tried to distract myself from the interminable itchiness, but nothing worked.
Nothing that is, until Sesame Street came on the TV. The show was "sponsored by the letter P" that day, and I found the subject matter so compelling that I actually forgot about my chicken pox. By the end of the show, I could read and write 3 entire words.
It was an epiphany!
Next, when I was 9-years-old, I dreamt about an angst-ridden hard-boiled egg and decided to write a book about him. His name was Earl Eggston and his deepest wish was to be scrambled. It was probably only 6 or 7 pages long, but my mom typed it up and put it into a binder so that it looked like a real book to me. Even better, when I read it at school all my classmates wanted a sequel.
I've been writing ever since: fiction, non-fiction, song lyrics, and boxes of journals. For many years, however, I was a closet writer. Sure, I'd mention writing to friends and co-workers from time to time, but no one ever seemed to understand. If it weren't for bookstores and libraries, I might have believed that no one else in the world shared my compulsion to write things down. For years, I couldn't seem to meet another writer for the life of me. Nor did I have any idea how to get my words into print.
Of course, it didn't help that I lived 5 years on a tiny island with a population of 7 people. Actually, it *did* help, because we were off the grid, and in the winter months we were island-bound for a month or two at a time. I did a LOT of reading and writing out there!
Flash forward to 2014: Thanks to the Internet, I know lots of writers now, including the fabulous Patricia Lynne. :) This fellowship means a lot to me, and I never want to take it for granted.
Patricia: A meteor crashes and you’re caught in the radiation and are gifted with superpowers. It is now up to you to protect the residents of your city. But a super villain is bent on destroying you. What are your powers and how do you defeat him/her?
Tui: My superpower is an odorless scent which affects angry humans, animals, and several alien races - as long as they are within a 3-meter radius of me. This powerful airborne chemical is only released when I sweat. (Luckily I live in Texas, so from March through September, I sweat a lot. Had I remained in Washington State, it might have taken years for me to figure out what was going on.)
This mysterious sweat chemical causes angry people to question their motives. Even those most hell-bent on destruction will have distracting thoughts and begin to doubt their plans. If they inhale enough of it, it causes them to see feel utterly absurd. In the case of our local super villain, his evil laugh morphed into a full-on giggle fit. He now spends his days creating intricate mosaics from recycled items - from prison, of course!
- A copy of her book, UNEXPECTED TEXAS.
- An Unexpected Texas journal for you to write about your travels in.
- DVD of Cowboys & Aliens (if I remember right, shortly after Tui and I met she had a post about aliens and I commented and we talked about how how cool it was to see alien crash sites and stuff like that.)
- Yoda post-it notes (because there is no try, only to-do lists!)
For Tui, travel is a mindset. Her motto is "Even home is a travel destination," and she believes that "The world is only boring if you take everyone else's word for it." She has worn a lot of hats in her life - literally - and is especially fond of berets. Her first book, "Unexpected Texas" is a guide to offbeat and overlooked places within easy reach of the Dallas - Fort Worth region of North Texas.
You can find Tui all around the web. Feel free to say hi:
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