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Genre trouble: By any means necessary, or novels on the edge

The novel is the shape-shifter of the literary world, which is one of the reasons I love it so much. It can look like a diary, a bundle of letters, a collection of theatrical monologues, a cycle of tersely told … Continue reading

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Apprenticing with the dead: smashing the four-dimensional fourth wall (Alexander Herzen)

My fiction is full of time-slips and voices from the past surfacing in the present, and foldings-over that make the chain of causality obscure at best. You know what they say: write what you know. The voices in the next … Continue reading

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