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Becky Harks of Mommy Wants Vodka is hands-down one of the funniest people on the planet. Looking for the raw, uncensored truth about any subject from motherhood and antenatal depression to vampires and the under-representation of kumquats in today’s social media? She’s your woman. If you are not already one of her loyal minions, you will be by the time you finish reading this interview. We promise.
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What does your husband think about your blog?
The Daver, my then-boyfriend who'd suggested that I start a "blob" way back in the day, is more than supportive of my blogging habits. He maintains my blog, buys me new servers (whatever that means) and tries not to roll his eyes when I say things like, "I need this button to be SHINY."
Does he ever accuse you of having illicit relationships with internet stalkers?
(deep sighs) I only wish.
Tell me about your love for encased meats.
There are no finer words in the English language than "encased meats," except, perhaps, "hooray beer."
Do you think vampires are sexy?
I consider having never read nor seen any of the Twilight series makes me a better person. Somehow.
What do you love more? Twitter or Orange Hostess Cupcakes?
TRICKY. Despite mocking The Twitter for oh-so-long, I have grown very fond of blogging in less than 140 characters. Orange-flavored cupcakes, on the other hand, have only served to make my ass ever-wider while blogging in less than 140 characters.
In this case, The Twitter is the hands-down winner.
Who do you love more? Leonard Cohen or Rod Stewart?
Oh, now THIS is hard. Because on the one hand, Leonard Cohen is a true poet, an artist, and his songs have inspired me to greatness as a writer and a person. His songs have changed my life (shut up).
On the other, Rod Stewart's angelically wispy hair has inspired me to achieve greater levels of greatness. His flowing locks of hair have managed to change my life.
In this case, I think it's a PUSH.
Have you ever fantasized about being as famous as Dooce?
In all truthiness, I think that it would be very hard to be as famous a blogger as Dooce. I've not given a whole lot of thought to blogging fame because deep thinking inevitably makes me want to eat hot dogs and I don't always have the sweet succulent embrace of encased meats available to me. But in order to answer your question, I gave it some thought. I am a giver, after all.
Someone like Dooce makes her living off blogging by being honest and telling stories about her life and in order to continue to be famous and keep her audience, she has to be good at what she does. That's got to be a tremendous amount of pressure.
When she messes up, the world is too happy to point it out. I can't imagine how easy it would be to continue to write openly and honestly after being raked through the coals day in and day out. I give her a lot of credit for that.
Now, I think, I would like a hot dog.
What are your goals as a writer?
Well, I mentioned at the beginning of the interview that I was in school when I became a writer. I was in school to become a nurse, which I did. I'd decided to scrap my lifelong goal of becoming a doctor to become a nurse after I'd gotten knocked up with my first son. During nursing school, I met The Daver and as soon as I could, I retired from nursing.
Becoming a writer was never something I'd thought about. I'd never even kept a journal. So my goal as a writer, I suppose, is to be successful. I want to have a career. For myself. How I define success is somewhat nebulous.
I'd love to travel and write about what I see and do; I'd love to be able to have a life and a career outside of my family. My goal is to be able to do that. To have some sort of lasting success in the writing field. A book, a job, writing about life; something that gives me a purpose outside of what I currently do.
Tell me about your books.
Ah, my books. I have several, of course, because I am a compulsive insomniac who never sleeps. They're all non-fiction books of essays written similarly to the way my blog reads, but with better editing and proper punctuation (I never could get a handle on apostrophes). I've written one on raising a special needs child, one about my daughter, who was born with a very rare genetic condition called an encephalocele, and several fluffier ones about finding my way in life.
All of them are fairly funny, if you can believe that a book about autism is funny, but the publishing market is in the tank right now, so they exist only on my hard drive. I'm not entirely certain what I'm going to do with them, truth be told. I'm hoping that books don't go extinct. So many of us have stories we need to tell and stories that need to be heard.
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