Introversion, the Literary Community, and Me

Meghan Tift wrote a piece in The Atlantic called “The Agony of Community” that got me thinking about my own relationship, or lack of it, with the Seattle literary community. Whether we’re behind the podium or awaiting our turn, numbing our bottoms on the chill of metal foldout chairs or trying to work some life into our… Continue reading Introversion, the Literary Community, and Me

A Peek Into My Process

I’ve started writing the party sequence of my novel-in-progress. Those who think they know me will point out that my usual approach to partying down is to say as little as possible and to show enthusiasm only when an opportunity to vamoose presents itself. Actually, I’m barrels of fun: my apparent stand-offishness has been in aid of the twenty-plus years of research I’ve… Continue reading A Peek Into My Process