Here it is, folks. The interview. Turns out it’s not an actual podcast, but an export of the original Skype video chat session, uploaded to YouTube. So you can actually see my face in this. I guess I’ll end up losing some of that Led Zeppelin-esque mystique I was originally going for when I started these writing endeavours, but I enjoyed myself in the process of losing it. In the end, that’s all that matters.
A special shout-out goes to Fanshawe College for the use of their wi-fi. I could have easily done this interview at home, but my apartment is very bare-bones and plain, completely devoid of any kind of furniture. I figured one of the study lounges on campus would have made for a more visually appealing backdrop, to say nothing of the fact that said study lounges have plenty of comfortable chairs to sit on. That, and I wasn’t sure what kind of dirty looks I would get from my roommates.