One of my writing role models is Margaret Atwood. Did I say “writing role model?” That seems such a trivial phrase compared to the actual influence she’s had on my life and writing. From poems to essays to short stories to novels and children’s books. She’s done it all. And that’s where she’s had her biggest influence on me: I’m learning (slowly) that my work needn’t be bound up in one category. She makes me dream big, and want to push the boundaries of my own work.
I’ve started listening to the audiobook of Hag-Seed. Talk about boundary-pushing. It’s a retelling of Shakespeare’s The Tempest through the eyes of a modern Prospero, a distracted genius of an actor/director who, after being ousted from his comfy creative director job at a prestigious theater festival, finds himself teaching theater to medium-security inmates in a prison.
One of the stories my son and I are reading for our golem unit is from my husband’s collection, Miracle Boy. The story, Mudman, is about a dairy farmer who creates a mudman, animated by a nest of mud daubers, to help him with his chores on the farm. It’s affecting and disturbing and powerful, like so many of his stories. You can read more about Pinckney here.
Every other Wednesday, I’m at The Kill Zone blog, talking about writing. Later today, you can read my post on word counts–To Count or Not to Count. Speaking of word counts:
January 24th Words
Journal: 200 words
Long fiction: 560 words
Short fiction: 0 words
Non-fiction: 0 words
Blogging: 645 and 260 words
Exercise: 20 minutes yoga