I’ve had people who see all my characters as Native, even if they aren’t. It’s kind of like assuming all a writer’s characters are really female because the writer is a woman. I’ve learned to let that go.
Our ability to factory farm animals is coldly psychopathic.
I have carpal tunnel so I can’t write more than four hours total without tingling numbness. I take a lot of breaks and do stretches.
I don’t know if I have a book in me, but I’m sure I have more essays.
I think we’re in a 1970s-level moment of social transition and they’re always full of upheaval. As violent and deranged as we can be to each other and to other species, we’ve got nothing on tsunamis, hurricanes or tornadoes.
I don’t really get romance. Bring me fish or moose, not flowers.
People with antisocial personality disorders aren’t automatically bad – they simply approach the world with a more ruthless set of lenses. The lack of empathy or very weak empathy and the ability to read other people’s weak spots can be a flammable combination when you get in the way of something they want. But they aren’t a different species. They’re a part of our spectrum.
The States has more publishers and a wider range of aesthetics but so much more competition – the amount of writers vying for the same spot as you is staggering. I think they’re different challenges, but equally frustrating when you’re trying to get your foot in the door.
I do get flak for the lack of romance in my stories.
Writing about your community is difficult for any writer.
I find myself moved by social justice issues. I’m not sure where that will lead me. I’m willing to nurture it.
I usually tame my off-kilter sense of humor for novels.