Tonight, I have a very special interview for you. In fact, all you horror writers out there would probably be pool boys or number-crunchers if this man did not exist. I may never have been motivated to leave Milwaukee, and I probably would not be a writer today. This guy co-wrote my most favorite book of all time. That book: The Talisman. He has also written such masterpieces as Ghost Story, Shadowland, Floating Dragon, Koko, Mr. X, Lost Boy, Lost Girl, In the Night Room, and A Dark Matter. Our very special guest: grand master of horror MR. PETER STRAUB. Of course he thinks I’m a total whack-job now for asking these odd questions, but, you know, it’s all in fun. And how often do you have the ear of one of your all-time favorite authors, an all-time great? He is so gracious and such a kind person and a real inspiration. I really appreciate him taking time out of his insanely busy schedule to play along. Thanks, Peter!
PS: Let’s see what I can do with your interesting questions:
1.) I know you’re a big jazz fan, but imagine for a moment that you were attending, say, some horror writers’ function and someone pulled out the old karaoke machine. Let’s say you were in just the right mood to get up and belt out a song — which song would you choose?
3.) If your car blew a tire in a rural area and your cell phone wasn’t working (I forget to recharge mine all the time), would you know how to change the tire yourself?
PS: What’s a tire? I haven’t driven a car in about 25 years. But… if I were in this situation, I would be seriously freaked.
PS: Nope. I own no articles of clothing that refer to any athletic competitions or teams. I do have 2 jazz festival t-shirts, though. And one Down Beat t-shirt.
PS: I tend to use a lot of Britishisms, so I guess they must have sort of soaked into me during the decade I lived in Dublin and London. I’d never say I I was having a recce when I meant I was having a good look around, and I’d never say that someone was happy as a sandboy, but that’s the kind of thing I mean. A truck can be a lorry, the trunk can be the boot, a cracker can just as well be a biscuit.
PS: Hell, no. I love my soap opera, ahem, as we say “daytime drama,” One Life to Live. I watched it every day for years, and after I had become friends with some of the principal players, i.e. Michael East and Robert S. Woods, it seemed completely natural to accept the invitation to play a few scenes with them. The only other thing I’d like to do on TV is to be a judge on Law and Order.
PS: The real-life counterpart of the old Green Woman is an Irish bar called The Harp, on the Milwaukee river in downtown Milwaukee. I remember re Safe House, I think, where you had to know the password to be allowed in.
PS: Bowling, get out of here. Bowling. I ask you. Please. I like bowling only when it is in The Big Lebowski. So the answer is: the real thing, at one remove. I can deal with fictional bowling.