July 26th, 2013 / 4:01 pm
Author Spotlight & I Like __ A Lot & Massive People

Interview with Lindsay Hunter

Lindsay Hunter, author of the brilliant and beautiful collection Don’t Kiss Me (buy it here, or, you know, wherever) was kind enough to talk with me about the book and her writing generally. We did it over Google’s hangout software, which apparently mirrors your own image as you’re chatting, which led me to believe that the book would be flipped horizontally when I showed it to you, the viewer. So that’s what that’s about. I’m also super awkward in real time, so that’s what that’s about. I hope Lindsay enjoyed the conversation, and I hope you will find and read her awesome book.

Normally I suggest just plugging in the headphones for these, as they are not designed to be visual feasts, but Lindsay does some incredible camera work, and we get to meet both her dog and dog walker. So that’s something worth seeing.

8 Comments

  1. A D Jameson

      Mike, I’ve always believe you and Lindsay to be the same person. I’ve never seen you both in the same room at the same time.

  2. Mike Meginnis

      Real trivia fact: This whole video is just me alternating wigs and a fake beard.

  3. A D Jameson

      Knew it!

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  5. elizabeth ellen

      finally! the correction pronunciation of jac jemc. i never am sure. (turns out it’s “gems”.) also, lindsay and i are gonna make out in champaign soon. i can feel it.

  6. xinshi353

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  7. traynor

      I couldn’t watch the whole thing because I was fixated on the bottle of 409 on the counter behind Mike. I kept thinking of Chekhov’s Gun.

      When was he going to use it? How? The suspense was too intense. Can someone who made it all the way through tell me what happened with the 409?

  8. Mike Meginnis

      Hahaha. Yeah, I noticed that and thought, “Perfect.” Maybe next time I’ll do it from inside my open fridge.