I am pleased to welcome Fel Wetzig to my little corner on the interwebz! Fel is the type of person that I see myself being friends with outside of the realm of the internet! Not only is she intelligent and witty, but she is also a writer! Without futher ado, I welcome Fel! :::applause::::
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1. "The peasants" are an ongoing
theme on your site. I think they are a fun concept and were a very imaginative
way to express yourself as young adult. Do you still use them when a creative
idea sneaks into your daily life?
I had no idea what to do with my website
before I thought of the Peasants again. They hadn’t crossed my mind since high
school, but I mentioned the idea of using them to my grandma (who remembered
them quite well) and decided to run with it. Now they’ve resumed residence in
my head where they’re always sharing ideas and they keep me company at work. I
mean, I’m sane if I’m talking to the Peasants as opposed to talking to myself,
right? :D I may not be doodling stick figures as much anymore (they have been
begging for a new comic), but they’re a reminder not to lose the creative
outlet and to always have fun with what I’m doing.
2. You were a history major. Was there any
particular era that interested you the most and has your love for history
crossed into your writing?
My focus area is White conceptions of American
Indians. As an undergrad, I explored the reasons that so many misconceptions
exist around the Shawnee brothers Tecumseh and Tenskwatawa. In grad school, I
concentrated on the portrayal of American Indians in television and how American
political and social agendas were reflected in these representations. Early
portrayals of Indians as enemies of civilization and inferior to White
Americans reflect the deep patriotism felt after Americans emerged from the
Great Depression and WWII. By 1968, events like the Vietnam War, the
assassination of JFK in 1963, and MLK Jr. in 1968 had raised awareness of
violence and inspired a counter movement which identified with the American
Indian, and held Indian culture up as the ideal.
My history work certainly impacts the way I
write, research, and edit my pieces, but I think the biggest impact comes
through my interest in folklore and the history of ideas. I find lots of fodder
in the old class notes from my undergrad classes in Intellectual History, and
Myths, Legends, and Folklore. Then, I do more research from there as a hobby,
and along the way I find some interesting ideas that later develop into stories.
3. If you could visit any place in the world, where would it be and why?
I would love to visit Ireland because I’m a
sucker for an Irish accent ;) . It’s hard for me to narrow it down because
there are so many cultures I’d like to experience and of course historic sites
to visit. Next on my list would be anywhere with penguins.
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| The awesome Fel Wetzig |
4. You love to write and read. What are your
top favorite books of 2012?
As the year goes on, that question becomes
harder to answer. Two books I’ve been looking forward to for quite some time –
Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness and Biting Cold by Chloe Neill –
certainly make the list and didn’t disappoint. But I also discovered troves of
new books and authors this year, the top ones that come to mind are The Grimoire: Lichgates by S.M. Boyce, Foreign Identity by Becca Campbell, One Ghost Per Serving by Nina Post, the Forever Girl by Rebecca Hamilton, and
I’m currently dying to finish reading Wilde’s
Army by Krystal Wade (yet here I am typing about how I’m dying to finish .
. .).
5. I am addicted to quotes also and I saw on
your awesome site (scotzig.com) that sometimes you combine your favorite quotes
with pictures, which I adore! If you could choose two quotes that have inspired
you the most what would they be?
Glad to hear you like the picture quotes :) I have fun putting them together. And my two quotes;
"A peach is not its fuzz, a toad is not
its warts, a person is not his or her crankiness. If we can make distinctions,
we can be tolerant, and we can get to the heart of our problems instead of
wrestling endlessly with their gross exteriors." - Alan Alda, Things I Overheard While Talking to Myself
“Writing isn't about making money, getting
famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about
enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own
life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting
happy, okay? Getting happy.” ― Stephen King, On Writing
6. I love reading paranormal fiction also.
What do you find most intriguing about the genre?
I grew up hearing stories about a haunted
house that my family once lived in, and so I’ve always had an interest in
things that can’t be fully explained. Whether vampires are real or fictitious,
they and all paranormal creatures represent something deep down that we long to
explore. The paranormal genre provides a
way to explore these things and explore our fear and personal reactions to the
things we don’t understand.
7. You finished the second draft of you novel
earlier this year. Tell us a little about it and share a teaser!
After being attacked in an alley and rescued
by an uncle she didn't know existed, twenty year old Amy Davis finds out why
her father was never around. In the public eye, her father had spent his life
making advancements in immunology, but in reality, his advancements were based
on research into the secrets of vampirism. Secrets only her blood may be able
to unlock.
Excerpt:
Amy stirred, she remembered standing over the stove cooking bacon, but the
piercing smell of hot grease was replaced with some harsh chemical she couldn’t
place. She blinked several times, but the darkness held over her. She stretched
and tried to bring her hand up to rub her eyes, but none of her limbs would
move. Her breath quickened as her muscles constricted, pulling at the straps
that held her wrists and ankles. The straps stretched and moaned, while the bed
creaked beneath her movements, but it was pointless.
A shuffling sound rose from the back of the
room. She stretched her neck around, even though it would be too dark to see
anything. With a click, the room was bathed in a painful yellow light. Even
now, she couldn’t focus on the approaching figure until he was standing over
the bed.
“Richard. . .” she attempted to speak.
He reached toward her face, to brush away a
strand of hair. She closed her eyes, and imagined her body sinking through the
bed. His mocking laugh pierced her thoughts.
“Don’t worry, Amelia. I need fresh blood for
my work, so I won’t be killing you anytime soon.”
Her brain screamed at her to pull away from
his frigid touch again, but her body froze until she reminded herself to
breath. My blood, she thought, trying
to put it together. “Your work? To
remake the drug that created you?”
He smiled again, it was becoming apparent that
she was not only the source of an ingredient for his experiment but an amusing
plaything as well, she didn’t want to think of anything else that could be
added to that list.
8. Thanks for stopping by Fel! Where can we
stalk you on the interwebz?
Wow! Your novel sounds like something I would read. Very intriguing! Keep us updated with your progress. You are welcome to come and hangout at my blog at anytime!
Thanks again for visiting Fel! :)
