I like to think I conduct decent interviews, that I ask the right questions, that I dig for stories over facts.
In the beginning, I couldn’t compose an interview question shorter than three sentences. Or without quoting Atwood or Derrida. I’m joking about the Derrida bit. Maybe next time.
But thinking up questions is a lot like writing a poem. You have to know when to stop, and the same rules apply. No cliches, no re-runs, no adjectives.
So when an interview goes well, it’s like a conversation I conducted worked out.
I like interviews, it’s being able to talk to the people you idolize without slobbering over them or running out of things to say.