A. Lynden Rolland was born and raised in Annapolis, Maryland, a picturesque town obsessed with boats and blue crabs. As a child she spent much of her free time compiling dramatic stories of tragic characters in a weathered notebook which she still keeps. She is a sports fanatic, a coffee addict, and a lover of Sauvignon Blanc, thunderstorms, and autumn leaves.
She is a former high school English teacher and a mother of two who moonlights as a writing tutor and gymnastics instructor. When she isn’t chasing her two vivacious boys or arguing about football with her husband, she can be found hiding behind a laptop at her local bookstore.
She is represented by Rachael Dugas of Talcott Notch Literary Services. Of Breakable Things, her debut novel, will be released by Month9Books in the spring of 2014. Find out more about A. Lynden and her latest project, Color Me Blue on her website.
Let’s see how A. Lynden answers the Proust Questionnaire!
What is your idea of happiness?
I ask myself this question all the time. I don’t think it’s something you reach; it’s an idea, like the rest of the thoughts that float in and out of your mind. I think you choose to be happy despite what is happening in your life, but it’s easier to adopt such a state of mind when happiness makes itself known during a beautiful day or when something is accomplished. Sometimes it feels far away, but then it will tap me on the shoulder in the form of my children smiling, and I know it’s always there whether I can see it or not.
What is your favorite song? When do you first remember hearing it?
I typically have a new favorite song each season. I’m very indecisive; although, I’m always inspired by New Age music especially that of Michele McLaughlin. In fact, I’m listening to it now. But for the past year or so, my favorite song has fittingly beenThe Story by Brandi Carlile. Every line in that song coincides so beautifully with my life and who I am now.
Which talent would you most like to have?
Everlasting patience would be nice.
On what occasion do you lie?
Usually only when people are trying to sell me something or my son asks me questions like, Where do babies come from?
What is your present state of mind?
Focused with an undertone of serenity. I’m sitting on the back patio while my one year old sleeps and my four year old plays in the sandbox. It’s almost sixty degrees today, but weather in Maryland is so unpredictable it will probably snow tomorrow.
What is your motto?
“Keep smiling. It makes people wonder what you’re up to.” And: Never trust anyone who has not brought a book with them. –– Lemony Snicket
What character trait do you most value in your friends?
Humor. I love sitting a table and laughing until my insides hurt.
Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
“Shut up!” … in response to something hard to believe. I say it way too much, and I sound like such an airhead.
Your favorite painting?
Anything by that wonderful wacko, Salvador Dalí.
What is your favorite journey?
Adolescence. That’s why I write about it.
What is your favorite time of day?
Midnight. It’s when I’m the most productive.
With which literary hero or heroine would you most like to share a coffee?
Albus Dumbledore. Hands down.
What do you need to achieve before you can die happy?
I need to see my children, grown, smiling, successful, and happy.
Who or what is your first love?
Gymnastics was my first love. I began competing at seven, and throughout my childhood I spent most of my evenings at the gym. My best friends were my gym friends, and my summers were spent sweating in a hot warehouse learning new skills and routines. Even the days when I cried in frustration, hurt myself, or puked during conditioning, I still loved it though I hated it, too. Gymnastics made me the person I am today- it made me appreciate the value of hard work and discipline. Anything worth doing is going to take time, energy, dedication, and a few falls. It taught me to land on my feet.
What’s the last dream you remember?
All I remember is a rowboat, a pond, and some math homework. Riddle me that, Freud.
What’s your madeleine?
Emotion. Anything and everything that can invoke emotion. A word, an image, a song, a dance, a poem, a stranger’s smile, a child’s voice. What else do we live for moment to moment other than to be moved by something?
Without thinking, in one word: what is life?