Category Archives: Red Audrey
Mean reds
My first book struggles with grief. A woman who returns to Hawaii after nearly a decade of absence, and finds herself stuck, still processing her mother’s suicide. I don’t have any suicide in my family. But I have heard, over the years, from readers who… Read more
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Firestarter
“You have an impulse, occasionally, to burn shit down.”
I say this to myself sometimes. In fact, years ago I wrote that line of Audrey’s, “I think you destroy things, people, just so you can grieve them.” Or something like that. Yeah, something like that.… Read more
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Blog Tour, Part 1
Today, I visited Bett Norris’ blog for an interview. Check it out here: Bett Norris’ Interview.
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Fattist
Am I a fattist? Well, occasionally people have read Red Audrey, and come away saying, Yes. She’s a fattist. She hates the fat people. All her characters are beautiful pencils. Rich, beautiful pencils, who say mean things about swamp cows. Jane Elliott is filled with… Read more
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Tagged brokenness, character, fat, grace, injury, lesbian, love, masochism, pencils, red audrey, relationships, self, shame, story, swamp cows, women, Writing
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Steady
She sleeps like a child, with her hand tucked under her face, or her arms thrown overhead. I walked home last night along the main road, watched headlights tear into the dark. It has taken me years to return to this valley. To the familiar… Read more
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Tagged art, boundaries, dogs, grief, heart, joy, lesbian, love, marriage, mary, red audrey, relationships, self, story, women, Writing
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Tense
I’m writing this current manuscript in first person, present tense (I walk). I’ve never written the majority of a novel in present tense before—although the hospital scenes in Red Audrey are in present tense—and for the scholars among you, there’s a dirty tense trick in… Read more
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Of human bondage 2
Did I get sought out because I was a masochist, and they could smell it on me? Or was I the one that sought them? And who do I mean by them?
Last spring, during a free-form discussion of her life and work, Dorothy Allison… Read more
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Of human bondage
When I was nineteen, I began to get it a little: my obsession with vulnerability, and how powerful vulnerability could be. And because I was living in Hawaii with no family, and no supervision, and had money and a fake I.D., I worked my newly… Read more
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Island Food
In college, my roommates and I rented a crazy little house in Kalihi, a suburb of Honolulu, on Oahu. They were all Filipino (except Ina who was Chamorran–though her mother had immigrated to Guam from the Philippines) and taught me to cook lumpia, and roll… Read more
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Lambda Book Report Interview by Bett Norris
1) First, congratulations on a wonderful book. What is your writing process like? Do you work from an outline of ideas or scenes, a roadmap of sorts? Do you let the characters pull you forward through the narrative? (BN)
Thank you. ”Red… Read more
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