Thursday, July 25, 2013

On Writing : an occasional series

Back in April, I happened to catch (thanks to Sarah Mangold) the website for the NPM Daily, and absolutely loved the short essays presented on a variety of subjects surrounding the nebulous idea of “on writing.” I would highly recommend you wander through the site to see the pieces posted there.

Inspired by those pieces, I decided to curate an occasional series of the same over at the ottawa poetry newsletter, and have since posted five short essays by Ottawa writers on the nebulous subject of “On writing,” with a new essay scheduled to appear every week or so. Given the nature of the ottawa poetry newsletter, I’ve been focusing on poets who are either current or former residents of the City of Ottawa, but am open to considering further pieces. Over the next couple of weeks, watch for new essays in the series by Faizel Deen, Pearl Pirie and Colin Morton.


Here are links to the first five, already posted:

On Writing #5 : Who knew?
Michael Dennis

On Writing #4 : On Process
Michael Blouin

On Writing #3 : On writing (and not writing)
rob mclennan

On Writing #2 : Community
Amanda Earl

On Writing #1 : A little less inspiration, please

(Or, What ever happened to patrons, anyway?)
Anita Dolman



Wednesday, July 24, 2013

12 or 20 (second series) questions with Nancy Jo Cullen

Nancy Jo Cullen is the 4th recipient of the Writers’ Trust Dayne Ogilvie Grant for Emerging Gay Writer. She holds an MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Guelph Humber. Her fiction has appeared in The Puritan, Grain, filling Station, Plenitude and Prairie Fire. Her short story "Ashes" was selected for the Journey Prize Anthology in 2012. Her short story collection, Canary, appeared in April, 2013.

She is the author of three collections of poetry with Frontenac House Press.  Her work has been short-listed for the Gerald Lampert Award, the Writers Guild of Alberta’s Stephan G. Stephansson Award, the Alberta Pulbishers Trade Book Award and the WO Mitchell Calgary book prize. Her second collection Pearl won the Alberta Publishers Trade Book Award.

A transplanted westerner, Cullen lives in Toronto with her partner and children. She is at work on a novel and a fourth collection of poetry.

1 - How did your first book change your life? How does your most recent work compare to your previous? How does it feel different?
My first book came out while I was parenting two small children so it was hard to notice any change in the overwhelming world of meeting the needs of tiny children. Nevertheless, having a book published was extremely gratifying in the sense that I felt more “real” as a writer. I didn’t just say I was a writer.  I had the book to prove it.

My most recent work is a collection of short stories and my previous works were collections of poetry. So, first, and most obviously, the forms are different. My last collection of poetry was a very close, personal take on some shitty life events; my story collection is fiction. While, I certainly drew from some of my life experiences in working on the stories the pieces are still fiction and not a close confessional look at something so personal as my last collection of poetry.  I don’t know that it feels so different to publish this book of short stories as opposed to publishing a poetry collection.  I have been very lucky to work with terrific publishers and editors. Canary is getting more attention than the poetry collections from the get go, so that’s different, but launching a book seems to be pretty much the same whatever the genre.

2 - How did you come to poetry first, as opposed to, say, fiction or non-fiction?
I came to poetry first, as a form of self involved, self-expression, like many young people. At the same time, I was also writing and producing theatre and started to see myself as a real writer. I was drawn to the performative aspect of poetry and in my twenties I often performed poetry with my pal, Joni Brent-Clarke, who played bass. So, I think it was the element of voice, spoken word, if you will, that drew me to poetry as serious endeavour.

3 - How long does it take to start any particular writing project? Does your writing initially come quickly, or is it a slow process? Do first drafts appear looking close to their final shape, or does your work come out of copious notes?
My writing tends to be a slowish process. I’m a plodding writer and am amazed at people who write more than 4 pages a day on a regular basis. Ideas can come quickly (and I make note of them) but the actual process of banging out a first draft can be excruciating. My first drafts often come out in pretty good shape, but not always. I don’t write copious notes but I do love rewriting, so it doesn’t trouble me too much to have a troubling section. Putting down crappy writing is always a struggle but fixing it is a pleasure. So, I’m not like an eight draft writer (usually) but I am a 3-4 draft writer.

4 - Where does a poem or short story usually begin for you? Are you an author of short pieces that end up combining into a larger project, or are you working on a "book" from the very beginning?
Ideas come from everywhere. Scraps of overheard conversation, observations of my own reactions to things/events, stuff heard/found on media, pets, teenagers – just to name a few. A poem or short story often begins with a sentence that I roll around in my head until I’m ready to go. I’m both an author of short pieces that combine into a larger project (my first poetry collection, Science Fiction Saint and Canary) and projects that were a book from the outset (Pearl and untitled child)

5 - Are public readings part of or counter to your creative process? Are you the sort of writer who enjoys doing readings?
I think public readings are part of the work of being an author, not so much part of the creative process but more a part of the social process of being a writer. I do enjoy giving readings although the older I get the more introverted I become so I find public events taxing too. I have to say I like this new trend of doing other things at readings beside readings, such as interviews.

6 - Do you have any theoretical concerns behind your writing? What kinds of questions are you trying to answer with your work? What do you even think the current questions are?
I don’t think I have theoretical concerns behind my writing, although I am a feminist and my work is informed by feminist values and concerns, I wouldn’t describe my work as driven by theory. My poems and stories are not experimental, unless one considers putting queers and  women who cuss central to the work as experimental.

Nor am I sure that I’m trying to answer questions in my writing, except the immediate question of the journey of my character in a particular story, or the emotion/image that I am working on evoking in a poem. I am looking to tell stories I want to hear with characters I want to see in fiction and poetry. I hope I’m entertaining and I hope I’m funny.

I think a good question is Why? And, also, What the fuck? Those are two questions I ask all the time.

7 – What do you see the current role of the writer being in larger culture? Does s/he even have one? What do you think the role of the writer should be?
I would say that writers act as kinds of antenna to provide some feedback on the way we live – to operate as a mirror of sorts – while, at the same time, instigating something emotional or intellectual (or both!) in a reader. And, I think this should be the role of the writer. I like writing that pushes against the status quo whether that is through the kind of characters it delivers or the style of text it delivers.

8 - Do you find the process of working with an outside editor difficult or essential (or both)?
I think it’s important to work with an outside editor. I want my work to be as strong as it can be, a good editor, is going to help with that.

9 - What is the best piece of advice you've heard (not necessarily given to you directly)?
Do unto others as you’d have them do unto you.

10 - How easy has it been for you to move between genres (poetry to short fiction)? What do you see as the appeal?
Shifting to short fiction was a pretty simple transition from poetry. I think short fiction is more similar to poetry than it is to a novel, and after I finished my last collection of poetry I really needed to take a break from poems. Short fiction was similar enough to poetry to provide a smooth transition in forms but also different enough to offer a new direction as a writer. I like dialogue, I like the mashing up of characters inside situations of my own making and so I was drawn to story writing. But, I have to admit, stringing sentence after sentence was pretty daunting at the outset.

11 - What kind of writing routine do you tend to keep, or do you even have one? How does a typical day (for you) begin?
I try my level best to write for a few hours each day when my kids are at school. So, I get them up, see them off, go for a walk or to they gym and then come home to write (or some days fart around on the Internet). I try to reserve errands and the other details of feeding and clothing dependants for the afternoon. When my kids are around I get considerably less done so weekends, summers, school breaks – those are reading days.

12 - When your writing gets stalled, where do you turn or return for (for lack of a better word) inspiration?
I read. Reading is almost always inspiring. Going out for a walk is always good. Gardening in the warmer weather.

13 - What fragrance reminds you of home?
The fragrance that I find most evocative of my childhood, not necessarily our house but certainly a place of comfort, is the scent of L’air du Temps. All three of my sisters were out living adult lives by the time I was 9 and they all wore L’air du Temps. I was always so happy when they came home.

14 - David W. McFadden once said that books come from books, but are there any other forms that influence your work, whether nature, music, science or visual art?
I am influenced by visual art and music for sure but also by adolescent gibberish and any number of things that I come across. For me books come from ideas and ideas come from everywhere, including other books.

15 - What other writers or writings are important for your work, or simply your life outside of your work?
I’m really liking Tove Jansson’s simple stories. I love Ali Smith’s short fiction. It’s always a pleasure to read Lisa Robertson and Sue Goyette’s poetry. Who I like to read, and what is important for me to read is always in flux and changes with my mood, the constraints of my day/week/month and the project I’m working on.

16 - What would you like to do that you haven't yet done?
In terms of writing, I think I’m slowly working my way through that list.
 I’d like to hike the Camino de Santiago. Go to Venice. Get really old.

17 - If you could pick any other occupation to attempt, what would it be? Or, alternately, what do you think you would have ended up doing had you not been a writer?
My mom really wanted me to be a television news announcer on the 5 o’clock news – that’s back when I was going to theatre school. Dream occupation (for which I have absolutely no talent), torch singer.

18 - What made you write, as opposed to doing something else?
I read voraciously from a young age and loved writing in school. In high school I became involved in drama and followed that route in college and for a few years afterward. I wasn’t a very good actor, really. Auditions were the worst thing ever. I was writing poems in secret late at night. Then I did some backstage work and decided to try my hand at that writing plays.  Writing and producing theatre was great but when I realized I was going to make a lot of no money at all, and be motivating groups of people, I started to focus on poetry to the exclusion of theatre. It was easier to make a lot of no money at all working solo.

19 - What was the last great book you read? What was the last great film?
I think the last book that I just loved, loved, loved was A Visit From the Goon Squad. I have also really loved The Summer Book and The Winter Book by Tove Jansson.

I suppose the last movie that really blew me away was Pina – the 3D version.

20 - What are you currently working on?
I’m just returning to a first draft of a novel and I’ve been working on a poetry manuscript as well.

12 or 20 (second series) questions;

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Elizabeth Robinson, blue heron



A bone cannot tell a bone’s story        nor a cave

a cave’s


this trinket of life of

having lived          spinning


on the unsanctioned air


overcome with its whiteness (“hibernaculum”)

American poet Elizabeth Robinson’s new trade poetry collection, blue heron (Fort Collins CO: Center for Literary Publishing, 2013) is a study in minimalism through seven sections-as-movements. Each section is constructed as a series of extended sequences, nearly as a single breath, akin to recent translations of French poet Claude Royet-Journaud for their shared use of expansive, white space and dense lyric lines reduced to beyond their bare elements. In each section, there are threads that turn and return, back into themselves for the possibilities of new discovery. “Here is where you were.” she writes, to open “the hinge trees,” as though she has boiled each lesson learned through the composition of all her previous trade poetry collections down to a sequence of phrases. Robinson’s blue heron is a book populated with real and mythological animals, from the lynx rufus (also known as the “bobcat”) to blue heron itself, to the sasquatch (to whom the book is dedicated, “who does exist”), and she explores facts, fictions and other tales to wrap around her own layers of bone. There are dark elements she writes of, in these natural habitats. As she writes at the openings of “cherimoya”:






The very notion of sweetness, what is sweetness, how does the flesh

cloy to its core, the buttery white flesh



of the tongue.

What is intriguing in this new collection is how the brevity expands the scope of the poems instead of reducing them, as though Robinson were crafting the empty space on the page as much as the placement and order of each word. The title sequence “blue heron,” the longest section of the collection, centres the book through presenting the most detailed description for the characters and creatures within. Writing “Ungainly bird, // the anguished— // the man—refuses the table where he rests,” this sequence-section also provides the largest word count, in a collection that stretches out at either end, writing: “Grim /// in its discrimination between // the lost and a version // of life, skimming, sparse, above its own weight.” Robinson’s blue heron is a book of questions written in and through sentences. As section “xvi” of the twenty-two section poem opens:

Daughter stumbles on the pavement,
seeing

and the skin is rubbed off
the mystery:


the eye beholds
through the shrubs,

and what it beholds
            the shadow contains.


Monday, July 22, 2013

above/ground press at twenty; new titles by Waldrop, McNair + mclennan, and the 2013 list (so far,

OTHERWISE SMOOTH
Rosmarie Waldrop
$4

See link here for more information

The Laurentian Book of Movement
Christine McNair and rob mclennan
$3

See link here for more information

damascene road passaggio, selections
Wanda O'Connor
(previously announced but finally, properly, available!)
$4

See link here for more information

published in Ottawa by above/ground press
July 2013
a/g subscribers receive a complimentary copy of each


Now that above/ground press is twenty years old, it seems worth reminding people about some of the books that have appeared so far in 2013!

http://www.abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/

Titles by Rosmarie Waldrop, Jessica Smith, Wanda O'Connor and plenty of others (including recent "poem" broadsides by Pearl Pirie, Sarah Mangold and rob mclennan), and there are further 2013 titles forthcoming from Gary Barwin, Monty Reid, Rae Armantrout and David Phillips (among others).

Keep an eye out for the twentieth anniversary reading/launch in later August, and the reading/launch of the above/ground press "best of the second decade" anthology through the ottawa international writers festival in October!

2013 titles (all still available);

punchlines, by Aaron Tucker

http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/05/new-from-aboveground-press-punchlines.html

MNEMOTECHNICS, by Jessica Smith
http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/05/new-from-aboveground-press.html

GOVERNMENT, by Jason Christie
http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/05/new-from-aboveground-press-government.html
 
tether, by Jill Stengel
http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/04/new-from-aboveground-press-tether-by.html

Two Dutch Poets: Helene Gelens and Erik Lindner

http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/03/new-from-aboveground-press-two-dutch.html

Trace, by rob mclennan
http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/03/new-from-aboveground-press-trace-by-rob.html

A Tale of Magicians Who Puffed Up Money that Lost Its Puff, by Kaia Sand
http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/03/new-from-aboveground-press-tale-of.html

THE COMPLEMENT AND ANTAGONIST OF BLACK (OR, THE DEFINITION OF ALL VISIBLE WAVELENGTHS), by Amy Dennis
http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/02/new-from-aboveground-press-complement.html

Twentieth, by Gil McElroy
http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/02/new-from-aboveground-press-twentieth-by.html

A Little Slash at the Meadow, by Joshua Marie Wilkinson
http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/02/new-from-aboveground-press-little-slash.html

The Double Bind Dictionary, by Helen Hajnoczky
http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/02/new-from-aboveground-press-double-bind.html

Other Brief Discourses, by Abby Paige
http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/01/new-from-aboveground-press-other-brief.html

ZOOM, by Stephen Cain
http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/01/new-from-aboveground-press-zoom-by.html

The Art of Plumbing, by Brecken Hancock
http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/01/new-from-aboveground-press-art-of.html

Scientia, by Jordan Abel
http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.ca/2013/01/new-from-aboveground-press-scientia-by.html

To order, send cheques (add $1 for postage; outside Canada, add $2) to:
rob mclennan, 402 McLeod St #3, Ottawa ON K2P 1A6 or paypal, above


Review copies of any title (while supplies last) also available, upon request.

and coming this fall: 2014 annual subscriptions!

Sunday, July 21, 2013

fwd: Purdy Picnic--and special offer for Purdy fans and collectors

From Jean Baird, and The Al Purdy A-Frame Association:
Two short items.

1. Reminder: Saturday July 27 is the First Annual Al Purdy Picnic at the A-frame.

2. Eurithe Purdy has decided to live permanently in Belleville. She spent the spring on the west coast clearing out the house and putting it up for sale. She has given me a few treasures that I will be offering to our supporters (and those not lucky enough to be able to attend The Al Purdy Show and get in on that auction). Here is the first item:

No One Else is Lawrence by Doug Beardsley and Al Purdy.
Al was a huge D. H. Lawrence fan. On page 32 of The Al Purdy A-frame Anthology you can see a photograph of the bust of Lawrence that for many years was in Al's writing room at the A-frame, and eventually had a position on his bedside table. If you mentioned Lawrence to Al you had to be prepared for a conversation that would last for hours.

No One Else is Lawrence is exactly that, a conversation. Al sat down with fellow poet Doug Beardsley and over their favourite libations at Victoria's Waddling Dog pub, they chose a dozen of Lawrence's very best poems and discussed just why they thought this work outstanding. The result is a brilliant example of how to discuss and explore poetry.

Al took 26 of the Harbour soft cover and had them bound, teal with gold lettering. Each copy was numbered and signed by Al and Doug Beardsley, Al is co-author of the book. This is copy #26 of 26.

As well as the book you will also receive a 9" x 6" portrait of Al taken at the A-frame in 1965 by John Jeeves (page 62-63 of The Al Purdy A-frame Anthology) and the photograph that we have dubbed Canadian Gothic of Al and Eurithe at the A-frame http://www.harbourpublishing.com/PurdyAFrame/?page_id=3D9

There is only one, so if you are a Purdy fan and collector, act quickly.

$225

Best of the summer to you all,

Jean

Saturday, July 20, 2013

Fiona Sze-Lorrain, My Funeral Gondola



Sixteen Lines, Autumn 2010

In past autumns, I saw the world differently.

Swans looked graceful
because their bodies were white.

Crows were soothsayers—black
wings, black cries.

In those autumns, death was a small affair.
One leaf fell.
Another.

This autumn, death gets even smaller.

Leaves tilted by wind, into ashes of the earth.
Swans grew fatter,
dropping two or three feathers
into water.
Crows, mouthing air in bare elder trees.

Look: a long sundown.

No more black and white.

The second trade poetry collection from poet, translator and zheng harpist Fiona Sze-Lorrain is My Funeral Gondola (Honolulu HI: Mānoa Books/Berkeley CA: El León Literary Arts, 2013). There is an intriguing disconnect between her lines, akin to some of the work that has been done over the years in the Canadian ghazal (John Thompson, Andy Weaver, Phyllis Webb and Douglas Barbour, for example). The disconnect allows for her poems to exist as clearly between the lines as through them, allowing the collision of the occasional disconnect and pause to resonate new and unseen connections. Through My Funeral Gondola, Sze-Lorrain’s is an attention to lyric detail, to smallness, and some of the poems give the sheen of koans, providing directions and the occasional wisdom. She writes a series of meditations on history, perception, memory, loss, experience, departures, music and ancient distances. “Grief cannot be quarantined – it must / be a battle.” she writes, in “My Death,” one of the poems that make up the first section, “The Title Took Its Life.” Throughout this section, poems write from a sequence of dark triggers, with titles such as “Notes from My Funeral,” “My Death,” “My Melancholy,” “My Nudity” and “My Funeral Gondola,” as well as the section title poem, a thread that exists throughout the collection, into the succeeding two sections.






Japanese Wayang

First, smoke. The elders grope
into the theater. Like hidden

bronze mirrors, midnight lanterns
glow. I don’t ask

when the play begins. Ocher moths
over the whiteness

of the screen where trees clutch
the hungry rain, running

after wrong spirits. Someone is making
room for the wind. Inexplicable,

long fingers of light drag up a torn
hero. Self by self, he steals

away from his body. Gamelan enters:
the neighborly dark

roams. Watch the shadows, not
the puppets.

Her voice is an authoritative one, and yet one that wishes not to be the only authority, exploring uncomfortable spaces and dark thoughts. Perhaps not entirely a darkness throughout the collection, there is certainly an unsettledness, highlighted through such as the first line of the poem “François Dead,” that reads, “Without improvisation, we empty the drawers.” There is a curious restraint in her densely-packed poems that highlight just how deliberately each word is placed, and yet, there is no simple way to discuss the poems. The final poem, “Return to Self,” is very much a poem of sentences, focusing the strength of her lines into self-contained sentence-stanzas in the most appealing way, nearly a lyric cousin to works by Lisa Robertson. I can’t tell if the subtitle, “not in order of appearance,” allows a clarity into the poem, or weakens it, somehow; perhaps, somehow, it manages both. The piece opens:

The whiteness of this page can’t appease my hurt.

In the Letter to His Father, Kafka wrote about Hermann’s threat, I’ll tear you apart like a fish. Writers copied it in their diaries.

My sister accepts her ordainment with joy. She learns that we are traditions, we will die. I believe in myths and write love letters with leaves.

Last night is always more poetic than last year.

A colleague plants sadness in her head. To continue her dark novels, to cry with her mouth gagged.

My government is eager to give me two passports.


Friday, July 19, 2013

12 or 20 (second series) questions with Mark Tardi

Mark Tardi is from Chicago. He is the author of the books Euclid Shudders and the newly released Airport music. He also has an essay in the recently released volume Theory That Matters: What Practice After Theory edited by Kacper Bartczak and Malgorzata Myk. In 2009, he guest edited a special section devoted to Miron Białoszewski and contemporary Polish poetry for the ninth issue of literary journal Aufgabe. Recent poems can be found in Chicago Review, SERIES, Van Gogh’s Ear, and the anthologies The City Visible: Chicago Poetry for the New Millennium and Chopin with Cherries: A Tribute in Verse. In September of 2011 he completed an artist fellowship at the Edna St. Vincent Millay Colony for the Arts where he worked on a new manuscript.  Currently, he is a lecturer in the Department of Foreign Languages at the University of Nizwa in Oman and was previously on faculty in the Department of American Literature & Culture at the University of Lodz, Poland.

1 - How did your first book change your life? How does your most recent work compare to your previous? How does it feel different?
I learned a lot from the first book being published, but it was a study in fortitude and contrasts. I sent out Euclid Shudders to more than thirty publishers, and got rejection letters that ran the gamut. Perhaps the lowest point was getting my own query letter sent back to me with a single line scrawled on the bottom: "We're not taking unsolicited manuscripts." And the most confusing rejection was getting a three-page single-spaced reader's report that was the most in-depth and complimentary evaluation of my work I've ever read to this day -- which of course ended the last paragraph by saying the publisher didn't have a place for the book. When I had gotten twenty-eight rejections, I actually thought, "Twenty-eight is a perfect number, which is nice in a way." (A perfect number is a number whose factors add up to itself.) A couple of weeks later, the National Poetry Series notified me the manuscript was a finalist, which shocked me but also reminded me that maybe I'm not totally off-base; and a few months after NPS released their selections and the manuscript was passed over, Litmus Press accepted the manuscript for publication, which was thrilling.

There are no givens in poetry, which is both the promise and at times the problem. Euclid Shudders hadn't even been out a week and my father asked me, "Now that you have this poetry thing out, when are you going to do something real with your life?" A week after that, my cousin rather passive-aggressively wondered, "So . . . what are the sales numbers?" On the other end, I received some very surprising emails from people I had never met who had read the book. It's incredible how books and readers connect, and the chance to get feedback from readers inevitably changes future projects.

As for more recent work compared to older work, I lose feel for the older work after some time. I suspect that the newer work is looser in some ways, contains more mud and splinters and nicks. The line roams and wanders and is OK with its own awkwardness.

2 - How did you come to poetry first, as opposed to, say, fiction or non-fiction?
As I reader, I came to fiction and nonfiction first. I didn't start reading poetry with any kind of seriousness until high school, and got more immersed in college, where I started writing a few clumsy poems. I had some really wonderful teachers, and they encouraged me to read various things. Lauri Ramey introduced me to writers like Edmond Jabès, Gottfried Benn, Paul Celan, Gertrude Stein, Robert Duncan and Michael Palmer. Jeffrey DeShell had an entire course on Kafka, which was amazing, and it was through him that I encountered Thalia Field's work in an anthology he edited. These writers blew open my sense of what writing could be and could do -- and dared me to take part in that ongoing conversation.

3 - How long does it take to start any particular writing project? Does your writing initially come quickly, or is it a slow process? Do first drafts appear looking close to their final shape, or does your work come out of copious notes?
A general or even gestural sense of a project emerges pretty quickly. The writing is probably on the slow side, though much of this has to do with simply having time to write. Maybe a more accurate description would be to say the writing happens in bursts with various gaps in between. The writing itself is a result of copious notes. Some parts may appear more or less similar to final versions; other parts may go through various kinds of surgery.

4 - Where does a poem usually begin for you? Are you an author of short pieces that end up combining into a larger project, or are you working on a "book" from the very beginning?
My first book, Euclid Shudders, was very much thought of as a book pretty much from the beginning. Airport music started as a series of different hinges that seemed to interlock over time. Almost anything I write comes out of a first line. The opening line nags me until the rest gets written. Probably I've absorbed that from Emily Dickinson in some way.

5 - Are public readings part of or counter to your creative process? Are you the sort of writer who enjoys doing readings?
Normally, yes, public readings are a productive part of my creative process. I view language and writing as living organisms, and the chance to share that language with other people is something I'm extremely grateful for. I learn a lot about what works, how poems can bounce and bend, how much silence is useful. Having said that, I haven't given a reading in nearly five years. I lived in Poland for four years, and there was less than zero interest in arranging any readings for my work during the entire time I was there. I moved to Oman last year, and there's not much context for how a poetry reading in North America or Europe typically functions. Poetry is very respected and appreciated in Oman, but there's a different tradition of recitation, which isn't something I have any skill at or training in.

I have a reading in Chicago at Myopic Bookstore in August, which I'm looking forward to -- though I'm also a bit uncharacteristically nervous, since I haven't read in front of an audience in quite some time. And I'm hoping that while I'm in the U.S. this summer, perhaps a couple other readings can get organized. I'm certainly open to them and increasingly aware of how precious the opportunity is.

6 - Do you have any theoretical concerns behind your writing? What kinds of questions are you trying to answer with your work? What do you even think the current questions are?
I don't consciously concern myself with any particular theoretical underpinnings, but theory -- like everything else -- is information, and we're all awash in it, so I'm sure it enters into the equation somehow. In terms of questions, I'm inclined to echo other writers who "think through writing" -- I write towards the questions. Keith Waldrop has a line in a poem "Real answers simply repeat the question," and this has always stuck with me: it renders into language the mathematical concept of something that is finite without boundary. The circularity and rhythm.

7 – What do you see the current role of the writer being in larger culture? Does s/he even have one? What do you think the role of the writer should be?
I'm paraphrasing slightly, but I think Robert Duncan once wrote something like "Go write yourself a book and put therein what might define a world." I don't think I could state it any better. Of course we're now dealing with the blinding speed of technology, and I know various people have suggested that the Facebook status or the tweet are last new genre to be created. I was an early adopter of Facebook but a few years ago found it more useful to close my account than to "Like" the latest video of a cat farting out the Carmina Burana. I appreciated a certain kind of immediacy from Facebook, but I resented how I would get sucked into political arguments and petty dramas. The cost is that I'm less informed on certain events and flows, but I'm less irritated and read more things I find energizing.

To read is to enter a site of contemplation and inquiry. Don DeLillo seems to worry that writers have lost the ability to shape consciousness while simultaneously admitting he's not sure they ever had that ability in the first place. I trust that reading offers a uniquely intimate experience of time and imagination, and while the forms of presentation are changing, the possibility to offer these experiences, critiques, and differing viewpoints are invaluable. And books presume a certain amount of patience, particularly given the preponderance of stimuli available now.

8 - Do you find the process of working with an outside editor difficult or essential (or both)?
In poetry, I'm not convinced there is all that much active editing going on compared with fiction and non-fiction, which can be ruthless and brutal in terms of editing and rewrites. I think a better word to describe poetry publications would be curating. Poetry publishers select manuscripts or poems and they appear in the form of books or journals. I've never personally seen or known of anybody that has turned in a poetry manuscript that went through huge and multiple rewrites done under the supervision of a publisher. There might be rewrites, sure, but not massive overhauls. More like nip and tuck.

When I worked at Dalkey Archive Press, I had the privilege to see how active editing can contribute to the success of the book, forcing the writer to defend choices (some of which can be rather flimsy), but also to consider that alternatives exist that simply make the book better. John O'Brien has a knack for seeing flaws in manuscripts and weeding these out; and I have a great deal of respect for Martin Riker's editorial acumen.

As a writer, I rather intensely edit my own work, and somewhat pathologically destroy drafts. Having said that, both publishers of my books -- Litmus Press and Burning Deck -- offered valuable commentary on the manuscripts, which either helped me with some last minute rewrites or prodded me to consider some things in a new way.  It wasn't difficult to work with them -- it was very helpful and insightful. And of course I'm grateful.

9 - What is the best piece of advice you've heard (not necessarily given to you directly)?
Avoid debt. It boxes you in and limits options.

10 - How easy has it been for you to move between genres (poetry to critical prose to translation)? What do you see as the appeal?
I'm not particularly invested in genre distinctions, and both my first book and second blend different genres within them. Critical prose is something that I've done largely out of the necessity of working in academia, though I do find it stimulating and productive to articulate ideas while at the same time trying to frustrate the limits of formula. And this has given me ways to reconsider the page as a two-dimensional plane. Translation is the most demanding thing I've done, and it disturbs my sleep more than anything else. The endless permutations, the relentless detail . . .

11 - What kind of writing routine do you tend to keep, or do you even have one? How does a typical day (for you) begin?
My writing is intimately tied with my reading and note-taking. If I'm not reading, I'm not writing. In terms of routines, I need my notebook, my laptop, a desk, and some music playing. I also need chunks of time to concentrate, so when I'm teaching, most of my writing happens during breaks in the semester. I've also been fortunate to have a couple of artist residencies, which were extremely useful to make progress on manuscripts because residencies are the only situation where I have completely unfettered time and can write just about any time I want without disturbing anyone or having my time split between other demands.

If I'm immersed in writing, I try to have a coffee, look at some pages from the day before, read the news, maybe a bit of a book, and then I sit down to work. I like to have enough space to hang pages on the walls, to really look at them, walk around, let them breathe a bit. I try to work long enough that I'm irked and push myself but not so long that I'm staring at the same line for an hour.

12 - When your writing gets stalled, where do you turn or return for (for lack of a better word) inspiration?
It depends on the type of stall. If I'm in the middle of a sequence, simply knowing when to stop is important. Just taking a break, going for a run, taking my dog for a walk, watching some TV, playing soccer, having a conversation, all of those things are helpful. With the manuscript I'm working on now, I hit a sort of wall where the beginning is pretty much finished and so is the ending, but the middle evaded me. I made a few passes, but figured out eventually I needed to just leave it alone for awhile, and finally a picture emerged. For me, simply living my life and paying attention to details -- really trying to be present -- is crucial to the writing process.

13 - What fragrance reminds you of home?
The smell of freshly cut wood.

14 - David W. McFadden once said that books come from books, but are there any other forms that influence your work, whether nature, music, science or visual art?
Math and numbers are things I've always been intuitively drawn to from a young age. Euclidean and non-Euclidean geometry, Kurt Godel's Incompleteness Theorem, infinite matrices, reading about the Riemann Hypothesis, twin primes . . . these things constantly renew my sense of wonder. Just recently, Yitang Zhang proved the "bounded gaps" conjecture, which was exciting only serves to animate more interest in the beauty of prime numbers, which for me is deeply emotional.

Music and visual art are equally important to me also, the pulse and rhythms. Growing up near Midway Airport in Chicago, my days were soundtracked by the planes flying overhead or the nearby freight-trains tapping their tracks, and these are incredibly measured sounds. There's a great deal of math in music; and a great deal of music in math. And with visual art, I tend to see the sequences of what I write as three-dimensional visual images. I can't really work on a sequence until I know what it looks like, the architecture of it. Sometimes the scale can be expansive, like the paintings of Sean Scully, but other times it can be something small, an amplified detail, like Gerhard Richter's paintings of rolls of toilet paper.

15 - What other writers or writings are important for your work, or simply your life outside of your work?
Besides some of the other people I've already mentioned, Anne-Marie Albiach, Cormac McCarthy, Henry James, C.D. Wright, William Blake, Peter Gizzi, Barbara Guest, Miron Bialoszewski, Ivan Angelo, Georges Perec, Martha Ronk, Mario Vargas Llosa, Jacques Roubaud, Witold Gombrowicz, Craig Watson. And of course my contemporaries and friends are a fount of energy and encouragement: Justyna Bargielska, Raymond Bianchi, E. Tracy Grinnell, Sarah Lang, Sawako Nakayasu, Kristy Odelius, Martha Oatis, Sarah Ruhl, Larry Sawyer, Stacy Szymaszek, Lina ramona Vitkauskas, Dana Ward, Scott Bryan Wilson, and too many more to count.

16 - What would you like to do that you haven't yet done?
See the Chicago Cubs win the World Series. Travel in South America and Asia. Drink a bottle of Pappy Van Winkle's 23-year.

17 - If you could pick any other occupation to attempt, what would it be? Or, alternately, what do you think you would have ended up doing had you not been a writer?
Since my writing doesn't support me fully, I've had to do other things. I've worked doing landscaping, I've worked in banking, and I've worked in publishing and academia. I've always connected with architecture and visual art, and these are fields I can imagine being involved with. And I sometimes think about being a bartender or a carpenter.

18 - What made you write, as opposed to doing something else?
Writing is able to absorb and engage the widest possible range of gestures -- and for me, this was the first and strongest hook. In writing (and reading), time stretches and folds differently; our imaginative and speculative faculties can run at full-steam; the rhythms, images, movements, and ideas from almost anything can be engaged through writing -- and that is both intimate and a public conversation. As I said, the arts and mathematics are very important to me, and I can continually explore this through writing.

19 - What was the last great book you read? What was the last great film?
The last book I read that really left me exhilarated and dizzy and gratefully silent would be Underworld by Don DeLillo, though I read that a few years back. Maybe a bit more recently, 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami was a delight. I'm impressed by Murakami's lightness of touch, which reminds me of Italo Calvino in certain respects. And I agree with Calvino that using lightness well and effectively is one of the hardest things to do in writing. The Financial Lives of the Poets by Jess Walter was hilarious and depressing in equal proportion. Jennifer Moxley's book of essays There Are Things We Live Among impressed me. And King of Infinite Space by Siobhan Roberts is a fantastic biography of the brilliant geometer Donald Coxeter. I couldn't put it down and flew through it in two days.

As for film, I have to point back to my early comment about not being invested in genre distinctions. I think the fetish for film has taken a real hit since the emergence of cable television. My view would be that a show like Six Feet Under was a five-year episodic film. The first season of Breaking Bad is deeply embedded with references to cinema like Hans Namuth's famous video of Jackson Pollock painting, and very complicated camera sequences, sometimes averaging six different shots in less than five seconds. And again, there's a different relationship to time with more serialized structures and narratives, which appeals to me. Of course I like watching films too. I've enjoyed these films that are a kind of early '80s throwback: Drive and Killing Them Softly, for example. With Drive, it was refreshing to see a film with so little dialogue, such weighted restraint.

20 - What are you currently working on?
I'm finishing up a hybrid poetry / prose manuscript I've been working on for a few years that centers on horrific violence through the prism of Kurt Gödel's Incompleteness Theorem. And I've begun work on a series of critical essays on mathematics as narrative, which I hope eventually will make up a book.

I've also begun practicing yoga, which has been very positive.

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