By Eden Royce ( @EdenRoyce ) I’ve just poured myself a glass of ruby port when I call Paula D. Ashe on Skype. For some reason, the flutter of nerves I always get when I do an interview isn’t quite as powerful as it typically is. I tell her this moment is the most clarity I’ll have for the rest of the call, as I don’t drink often. She laughs, a bright wind chime of a sound, and says, “That’s even better!” Paula and I have known each other on social media since October 2014 where we share and comment on each other’s successes in and out of publishing, and our frustrations with the world at large. Interspersed with cat videos, of course. Originally, I asked her about a year ago for an interview, but because of crazy schedules, it’s only now that we’ve been able to sit and chat. When she picks up the call, her voice is warm and sweet, with a touch of crispness, like apple pie made from the tartest of fruit. We gel right away, chatting like friends from back-in-the-day, and t