Richelle Hawks of
Shipwreck Dandy asked me to participate in her blog hop, and so here goes--
What am I working on?
Right now I have finished up a week at the Antioch Writing
Workshops in Yellow Springs, Ohio, where I ran a poetry workshop and also met
one-on-one with various people to discuss both poetry and fiction manuscripts. It was
great fun, and I met lots of wonderful people, and stayed with writers
Robert Wexler and
Rebecca Kuder. Now I’m staying with
friends-in-the-arts Lynn and Paul Digby, and Paul is taping and filming me reading poems and some fiction. Later on he’ll make some videos (and there will be podcasts) with his
own music.
When I go home, I need to finish up some manuscripts that
have been lying around, waiting for attention.
I have a poetry manuscript and a novel for children that are in need of some
final polish or tweaks here and there. I have a novel forthcoming next year that I mean
to revise one more time—occurred to me that I really ought to change the order
of a few things, long after it arrived at the publisher's office.
I won’t start a large, new project until those things are
done, though I’ll be writing poems and small stories. I’ll be doing some
traveling on behalf of my
novel,
Glimmerglass, beginning with SIBA in
Norfolk in September. I really need to arrange more events at the moment. And
I’m still doing some work to help out recent poetry and fiction books—
The Throne of Psyche, A Death at the White
Camellia Orphanage, Thaliad, and
The
Foliate Head. (See tabs above for information.)
How does my work differ from others in its genre?
I write lyric poetry, long narrative poetry, short stories,
novels of various sorts, and even a few Southern fantasies for young adults, so
I find that one a daunting question. Think I’ll leave it for readers to answer!
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Ferrol Sams Award,
Silver Award, ForeWord BOTYA
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Why do I create what I do?
One of the most beautiful, good, and true acts human beings
can perform on planet Earth is to rejoice in the greater Creation by making
things. To create art is to live a larger life, one with greater energy and joy and scope.
I make things in order to speak
to and give back to the created world—to make shapeliness and to seek power and
truth in words that, once pushed into the right order, may become an experience
for another human being. I love the thought that somewhere, someone may be
reading one of my books and feel something of what I felt when I was making it.
How does my creative process work?
I might as well say that it falls as a golden waterfall from
a distant star. The more I go on, the less I know and the more I feel about the mystery of art. If my writing is moving in
its most natural and most potent way (as opposed to my simply doodling with words because, say, I haven't written a poem in a while and want to do so), it simply pours through me like a wave of
energy that becomes embodied in words. Words and stories and poems
swoop in, and later on I polish them and play with them until they are right.
All work falls short of the fire that burns in the mind, but approaching that original fever is a constant lure. I love that fay call from within (or perhaps from without?) and the attempt to answer back.
And who to tag for the Gob Holp, Ogh Bolp, Blog Hop?
You can tag me, if you want to. But I know even less about where my poems come from than you seem to! They just do.
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