Who the hell is Marcia Kester Doyle? A Q&A…
A: In a hospital, obviously. I was not hatched from an egg or raised by wolves in the forest, contrary to what some people may think.
Q: Were you named after someone?
A: My mother already had three children and was stumped for a name ( or just lazy and tired of naming her offspring), so she decided to name me after her best friend, Marcia. And ever since The Brady Bunch came out, I’ve never heard the end of it. “Marcia, Marcia, Marcia!”
Q: How many pets do you have?
A: We have 3 dogs, 5 chinchillas and a rabbit. There once was more—a hedgehog, sugar glider, guinea pig, numerous hamsters and 2 albino rats, but I was afraid people were going to mistake my home for a zoo and sponsor guided tours through the exotic pet section.
Q: What is your worst injury?
A: Depends on what you’re referring to. Physical injury would be the Frisbee accident I had in college. Snapped both bones in my left arm. Internal injuries—a 6th grade teacher who told me I was a stupid girl who would never amount to anything. That reminds me—I need to send him my blog link.
Q: What’s your favorite thing to bake?
A: Everyone should know this one by now—Butterfingers Rum Cake because it combines two of my favorite things—chocolate and rum.
Q: Would you bungee jump?