one day ago
The way it was, shapes of letters in the alphabet were like suggestions of different parts of insects. That was in the beginning when I first became aware of them, how different they were—the construction ...
May 19, 2017
It's been stressful checking my Facebook feed for the past couple of weeks now. This is because my community has gone a bit berserk over an editorial in The Writer's Trust of Canada magazine, Write, that ...
May 17, 2017
Michael Winter's collages
I spent half of March writing a very long abstract (1,200 words) for an essay I was going to present at some conference but I just heard back today and they said no. Two weeks of work for nothing? (Not ...
May 15, 2017
Monopoly on memory
Recently on Instagram, I saw a picture of Warszawa Centralna railway station and I was overcome by the smell and the sound the picture evoked. It smelled of damp concrete, earth, dirt and engine oil, ...
May 12, 2017
Sit How You Want
What I want to quickly talk about is outlines. I hate them but I think in fiction they’re a must. I hate them because they mean all this extra work and they stop me from diving into the rainbow pool ...
May 11, 2017
The Poet Series
“I don’t like bad dialogue.” “What kind of dialogue?” “Shit that sounds like no one would actually say it.” “Like what?” “Like expository dialogue, ...
May 09, 2017
Who am I?
A few years ago, I became aware of how to stroke my penis. It was so natural—because it was mine, I didn’t have to guess how it liked to be touched; I just knew. And I knew how to fuck with it. I ...
May 08, 2017
What is your real job?
Writing novels, I knew from the beginning, was going to be tricky when it came to making $$$$ but I was, of course, going to write an instant bestseller and live in a mansion with six poodles. The reality ...
May 07, 2017
I have a lot of neuroses and phobias when it comes to being a writer. We started with the case of WB but that’s only the tip of iceberg (how to avoid clichés is right below the tip of the iceberg).There ...
May 05, 2017
An attempt to reclaim the selfie
I don’t hate writing. Except sometimes I get so sick of it that I need an antidote. My brain has a hard time shutting off so meditating rarely works and I’m not very sporty, plus this antidote needs ...