Rowe from Societe Amore who lives in Sydney like me has featured a short interview with me on her blog.
I know she would love it if you popped over and said ‘HELLO.’
You can visit her here.
Five Minutes With Me
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Selma In The City 
Oh that was fun. I am so nosy that I love these things. I had no idea about your husband and the cd shop.
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Im on my way over NOW!
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I’d love to own a cd shop.
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Hi RELUCS:
It’s just about the last independent CD store in Sydney. It’s been a tough call to keep it going but he has found his niche. You know what’s saved him from going under? The resurgence of vinyl which now accounts for 40% of sales. Who knew it would make such a comeback?
Hi MELEAH:
So kind of you to go over and have a look!
Hi GABRIELLE:
It is a fun business to run but like any small business has its stresses and strains. It is great listening to music all day, though.
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That was a great interview, Sel. Lots of fun!
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HI STEPH:
It was fun to do. Really enjoyable!
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What a nice interview Selma – you are so articulate and I enjoyed all of your answers – wonderful book recommendations too. My hopes for you are that the Russian *and* the novel are both there for you soon!
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Hi KAYT:
Awwww, thank you so much. Although the Russian may defeat me. I have dabbled in it in the past and it is extremely difficult to learn. Great to hear from you!
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I expect to see you in print someday. I bet you’ll learn Russian too before you exit stage right… 😀
I think I would have loved your Irish grandma. “She was right about margarine – it IS the wrong kind of fat.” – I SOOOO love that answer! 🙂
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Hi TEX:
That would be really cool. One of my dreams is to work as a translator for somewhere like the UN. I would love that.
My grandma was always going on about margarine. I don’t know if it was the same in America but the margarine in the UK in the ’60s and ’70s was disgusting. My grandma maintained something that foul could not be good for you. She is the reason I still eat butter today!
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