The Questions with Robert Chazz Chute: writer

The Plague of Days by Robert Chazz ChuteHow do I know this dude? Honestly, I have no recollection of how we met, other than online. (Chazz, if we’ve met in person, please forgive me and my Teflon memory.) (But I’m certain we haven’t.) (Pretty sure.) (I think.)

In any event, when Chazz mentioned he would be launching his horror serial, This Plague of Days, I said I’d be happy to help him promote it. Cuz I’m cool like that. And of course, my version of “helping promote” a book launch is to have the author answer The Questions. I found his responses quite entertaining, and I hope you do too!

By the way, the cover for the season is different from the cover for each episode. Très cool!

(My OCD/journalism layout training will NOT allow me to publish this with a whole lot of blank space left over because of the image, so this sentence has no relevance whatsoever on this post. Feel free to skip it.)

The Questions

24. If you could go back and give your 13-year-old self a piece of advice, what would it be?

I’d tell that poor kid to run away to the big city. He knows his life won’t start until he’s out of that small town. He’s right.

(dSavannah note: Wise advice for any creative kid growing up in a small town.)

24a. What about your 20-year-old self?

I’d say, “Drop out of martial arts and journalism school, you idiot. The profession of journalism is doomed, anyway. Go to film school and get a gig in California and do stand-up comedy on the side. Dream bigger and stop being limited by choices that are too close to home!”

(dSavannah note: Yeah, I trained to be a journalist as well. Smaaarrrt. As for martial arts, I know all kinds of words like “karate” and “kung fu”. {ba-dum!})

24b. Your 30-year-old self?

I’d say, “Why aren’t you in California instead of freezing your butt off in Edmonton, Alberta? I told you what to do to fix your life ten years ago. You should be famous by now! Idiot!”

(dSavannah note: Um, aren’t you still in Canada, where it’s like, cold?!?!)

24c. 40?

I’d say, “Why do I bother firing up the wayback machine and coming back here to tell you to fix your life? Okay, listen. I’m asking, not telling, because I know you hate that. Get into self-publishing now because the early adopters are going to have a chance at hitting it big. Miss this opportunity and you’re probably screwed. See you in ten years and I’ll tell you how it worked out, you big dummy!”

(dSavannah note: Sounds like your younger self doesn’t listen! But at least I know you’ve gotten into self-publishing! Yay you!)

26. I wish I was rich enough to ____?

Buy organic raspberries. Only I’d pronounce it “raaaws-berries” and stick my nose in the air. Paying off debts and having the cash to promote my books more would be good, too.

(dSavannah note: At least you’ve got your priorities straight.)

31. What aspect of your art gets you passionate, gets you excited? What gets you pumped?

Just like the A-Team, I love it when a plan comes together. Just like Scooby-Doo, I love it when I accidentally solve the case. Writing a powerful scene is like that: the cool thing you plan plus the cool things you discover. I know I’ve got it right when I surprise myself and deliver those satisfying a-ha moments. Creation releases a cascade of chemicals in the brain that apparently I’m addicted to. There’s no cure. I just have to feed that habit.

(dSavannah note: That is absolutely the best explanation I’ve ever read on why I write. May I quote you on that?)

35. Tell me one random fact about you that not a lot of people know.

I worked as a massage therapist for a long time. I got a woman who was nearly a quadriplegic out of the electric wheelchair she was belted into. Later, she took my place and treats people as I did. I thought of my work partly as a spiritual thing at the time. Then I decided the miracle was about the science of neuroplasticity. Long story, short: I was a healer before I lost my faith in God and humanity.

(dSavannah note: I’m sorry you lost your faith. Cuz that sounds amazing.)

36. What is the first thing you remember creating as a child? Do you still have it?

Funny story. In grade two, my teacher gave the class an angel to color. I assume it was busywork or a test to see how well we stayed within the lines. Everyone else used the white or pink crayon. I thought a real angel would have to be all colors, so I used all the colors in the Crayola box. When they taped up all the pictures along the bottom of the board, mine stood out, of course, because when you use all the colors, you get a terrifying angel of death all in black. I was in a rural school with no counselors. In the city, surely I would have been called down to the office for a chat with a psychologist.

(dSavannah note: #snort.)

37. If you could redo one conversation from your past, what would it be and who with?

I think my mom died mad. The last time I saw her alive, we were still pretending she wasn’t dying. That precluded the conversation I wished we’d had before I walked out the door. We talked on the phone later but it wasn’t the same. I wished we could have spoken honestly so I could give her a chance to pass on last bits of wisdom or advice or whatever. I think she died with something bottled up inside and we never got to pop the cork and toast it and honor it. She died three years ago, still sure her youngest son was a weird, somewhat aimless goofball who couldn’t stop dreaming. Haven’t proved her wrong yet. Don’t want to. I want to stay all those things and still be successful. (Many apply, few are chosen.)

42. What’s the weirdest dream you’ve ever had?

I dreamt I died and went into space with an ethereal body. When I woke up, I wasn’t all the way back in my body and couldn’t breathe for a minute. That’s a tie with the dream where an angel came to me, kissed me on the throat and told me I was special. The feeling of her lips on my throat stayed with me the rest of the day and I still believe I’m special. That’s pretty idiotic, isn’t it?

(dSavannah note: That you’re special? Pretty much. The dreams? Pretty cool!)

About Chazz:

Robert Chazz ChuteRobert Chazz Chute has a degree in journalism and is a graduate of the Banff Publishing Workshop. He’s worked for newspapers and magazines and now runs
Ex Parte Press, his imprint. His writing includes suspense, crime novels and most recently, a horror serial called This Plague of Days. He’s a monologist on the All That Chazz podcast (which can be found on his site or iTunes) and he interviews cool people on the Cool People Podcast (the podcast site, YouTube, or iTunes). In his spare time, he writes and runs five blogs. For fun, he consumes extraordinary amounts of fish oil.

(dSavannah note: I personally take krill oil. It’s supposed to be better for you than fish oil. But that’s just what I hear. What do I know?)

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4 Responses to The Questions with Robert Chazz Chute: writer

  1. Chazz says:

    I-I-I’m…I’m not special? That was a rhetorical question. And the wrong answer! I’m crawling into my onesy pjs and pulling the covers over my head with a bottle of Scotch and a pan full of chocolate fudge now! Dammit, dSavannah!

    (Big hot baby tears rolling down cheeks…thanks for having me on your blog!)

  2. Betsy says:

    Great blog! Loved reading the answers. Put a smile on my face.

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