Margaret Atwood is as ubiquitous in Canada as snow. But does she know what it is?
L: Hi Margaret, thank you so much for meeting with me for this interview.
M: No problem, I had nothing else to do today.
L: Did you have any trouble finding The Strand’s office?
M: Yes, I had a little bit of trouble on the drive over here because this white stuff kept falling on my car.
L: Oh dear!
M: I cried “BE GONE WHITE SUBSTANCE” but it would not be gone.
L: Where was it coming from?
M: The sky! Falling from the sky and onto my car!
L: Ha ha ha, it almost sounds like you’re describing snow.
M: What is that?
L: Haha oh Margaret you are so funny! I love that classic Margaret Atwood wit.
M: Thank you. But what is this “snow” you speak of?
L: It’s the white stuff that falls from the sky in the winter.
M: Is it dangerous?
L: No.
M: Is it alive?
L: No.
M: Hmmm. Perhaps I will write a novel about “snow.” Tell me more!
L: Umm, snow is cold.
M: Like the hearts of men!
L: Sure. Can we talk about The Handmaid’s Tale now?
M: No. I want to talk about “snow.”
L: Okay fine.
M: What do people do with snow?
L: Sometimes they make snow men or snow angels.
M: Do snow men become snow angels when they die?
L: No.
M: In my novel they will.
L: Okay.
M: I’m going to go write my novel now. Goodbye.
L: Thanks for coming in today Margaret.
M: You’re welcome.
*This interview has been edited for length and clarity and the part where Ms Atwood just screamed “SNOW” at me for twelve minutes
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