Author Archives: lucy

My artist friend Leonid Tsvetkov made this video of me reading a couple of apocalypses.  I am so excited about this book coming out.  Copy edits kicked my ass but I think the book may be executed perfectly, the best … Continue reading →

thinking about writing this first draft of the last chapter of the swank hotel– I think I have a sense of what the swank hotel is, conceptually at this point– not sure how much to nail down in my thinking … Continue reading →

another idea that repeatedly flits through and I would like to pin down if only to kill– that the nature of personification is at state b/c of global warming.

a man met his architect at a cafe and plunked a stack of cash on the table.  The architect, a small man dressed in shades of gray and cutting edge spectacles, shrunk from the money, then pulled himself together and … Continue reading →

is the act of throwing someone or something out the window.  the peremptory removal of an adversary, often breaking window in process.  term rooted in st. bartholomew’s day massacre.  a lot of things go in and out of windows in … Continue reading →

I think the form of the novel– the largest level– is really manifesting.  It’s sort of echo, or shadow– it’s kinds of doubles, but the relationship between the doubles is in consistent and evolving motion.  The characters are in pairs, … Continue reading →

Did my “shoptalk” for the community here– read the rome part of the book– this little intro chapter-story– along with an older section that, while preparing to read, I found I could understand how to streamline.  reading does not always … Continue reading →

in florence one of the best things was purgatory and hell in cappella struzzi in santa maria nouvella.  it is enormous, it is faded, there are words in a language I don’t know, you can barely see it or take … Continue reading →

someone was saying the other day that they remember being so blown away by White Noise back in the day but that it hasn’t aged well.  I sat with that a little– I could see the point, but I taught … Continue reading →

something about being very deep in writing, I feel deadish or jangly when I’m in public.  enhanced right now I think by writing about personas and unreadable assertions of what you think might be authentic but you’re just playing authentic, … Continue reading →