Friday, finally. I haven’t been working a Monday-Friday, 9(ish) to 5(ish) job for very long, all things considered, but I do enjoy this weekend thing. Sorry to everyone in the service industry; I feel y’all and I’ll tip well tonight.
ANYWHO, this one’s with a fantastic young writer, Patricia J. Miranda. In addition to writing great poems, she’s got a lot of other smart, important things to say, so listen up, creeps.
Describe your writing in 25 words or less.
If I can read it six months later and not want to disown it, then it can join my collection.
Talk about your poem “The Therapist of My Dreams Writes Me a Memo.”
You know how, sometimes, random characters pop up in your dreams? Well, in one dream, this authority figure told me I’d been killing off hummingbirds, and that accusation forms the heart of the poem. I made up the “therapist” part and the “cute boys” part—well, pretty much everything in the poem—but unfortunately, the part about letting sugar water rot in the sun is a burden of guilt I must carry with me the rest of my life.
Who or what inspires you to write?
My husband and daughters expect me to do what makes me most me. Also, JRR Tolkien, Kazuo Ishiguro, Yann Martel, Lisel Mueller, and Mary Oliver (for the shake-your-head-in-awe inspiration). Literary journals like Bop Dead City, which are elbowing out space for words that aren’t meant to be weapons, but anchors and sails, mirrors and doors.
Do you have a website or blog so we can follow your writing?
No. I don’t even have a Facebook account or a smartphone. I think I’m a bit of a lost cause.
What are you working on right now?
A middle-grade fantasy novel about a girl and her best friend, a goblin. No trolls.
Where can we read your work next?
Kitaab, Mount Hope, Yellow Chair Review
Any advice for your fellow writers?
Don’t let the National Endowment for the Arts, the National Endowment for the Humanities, the Corporation for Public Broadcasting and our national cultural institutions be defunded.
Talk your words, live your beliefs, call your legislators.