Adam West, dressed as Batman, is running around a dock on my television screen, with a large cartoon stereotype explosive fizzing away in his hands. He wants to toss it before the inevitable explosion, but everywhere he turns there are ducks, nuns, kids on bikes. He looks at the camera and says, “Some days, you just can’t get rid of a bomb.”
The same logic applies to lousy interviews that you absolutely have to use to finish your writing work for the day. You know the ones I mean–self serving, bland, mono-syllabic. Worse than useless, as some might say.
So what do you do?