1.) If you won the lottery, what would you do with your newfound wealth?
It depends if I won millions or billions. Either way, I'd make sure my family were financially comfortable first. Then, with millions, I'd travel the world, build a studio just for me beside the ocean, and fill it with all the craft materials and inspirational material I desire. I'd also get a puppy. With billions, I'd become a philanthropist and provide affordable housing to artists, crafty folk, and writers. After building a studio, traveling the world, and getting a puppy, of course.
2.) If you were granted one wish, what would you wish for?
I'd be one of those irritating people who would wish for ten more wishes. If I had to settle on one thing, it would be for me and all my family to remain healthy and active for as long as we live.
3.) If you could visit any time, place, or person, when, where, or who would you visit?
I should probably just pick a momentous moment in history or visit an epic character from the past like Alexander the Great or Julius Caesar, but the truth is, I would visit my ancestors. Of the hundreds of people in my family tree, most of whom were constantly trying to kill one another, Maud de St. Valery has always stood out. She lived from 1155 to 1210 and was a powerful, formidable woman who came to a sticky end. Her manner of death aided the addition of a clause in the Magna Carta of 1215 (which is still statute today)---the right to due process.
4.) If you could be any other person, animal, plant, etc... for a day, who or what would you be and why?
It's difficult to pick one choice out of millinos. I'd like to be a seal in the sea, a wolverine in the snow, a fox in a meadow, a deer in the woods, a lion of the savannah, a creature of the deep blue sea. Above these and many others, I'd like to be a crow on a windy day. They always seemto have such fun in the air when its windy: swooping, diving, veering, cawing. I'd love to experience that.
5.) What's the most sentimentally valuable possession you own?
Blueberry Bear. He's a battered, tatty, sorry excuse for a teddy bear that has been with me since I was tiny. He's escaped many dustbin threats, read all my childhood books with me, and guarded me while I slept. He's now retired and living on a shelf where he whiles away his time watching birds outside the window.