The Roles of The Writer

I’m not sure that idealized image of The Writer going off to a peaceful cabin and JUST writing exists. I think I’m about as close as one can get to that situation right now in rural Missouri, working on the middle portion of Laying Lincoln Down, and I’m realizing that there simply is no neglecting the other aspects of life. At first, I was a little bummed about having to schedule a weekly trip to...

Writing In Disguise

Karolina Faraci I avoid writing like a plague. When people ask me who I am, I say “I’m a writer.” But how can I be a writer if I don’t write every day? Or even every other day? How can I call myself one when I really truly do wait for inspiration, for something to happen, to push me into the writing mode, and then I spend twelve, sixteen, eighteen hours non-stop, feeling high, my heart pounding, sweat...

It’s All Just Sex Magick

When I was first working on this thing (which has always been called Oonagh–I’ve never known why, but there it is), I put the most naïve, passive, and boring parts of myself into Bridge, the main character, and surrounded her with characters that seemed larger than life. These were characters I admired and wished desperately to hang with for real (since I would never be one of them). It was a work of utter...

Is Yo’ Mama Busy?

I know, I know. People get all sensitive when we start talking about Mamas, and I’d love to say that I’m not being rude, but I kinda am. That’s right, I’m channeling my inner-Pharcyde on this one (“Yo Mama got a peg leg with a kick stand!”) because I don’t know how else to reference the busyness that consumes my life right now. See, I got a lot of projects going on....

To Write, or Not To Write…

Whenever something really big happens in my life, writing something new feels scary, unappealing, and disastrous. I shouldn’t do it. I can’t do it. I can rewrite, but if something too big is going to happen to the story, it feels dirty. This month has felt packed with big things in my life: my first year wedding anniversary, my first nephew’s birth. It hasn’t seemed realistic to sit down and...