Cat Winters, author of Morris Award finalist IN THE SHADOW OF BLACKBIRDS and THE CURE FOR DREAMING (out Oct. 14!) is kind, thoughtful, and soft-spoken, but don’t be surprised if she tells you she was wandering the Oregon woods on the last full moon. She writes killer historical mysteries with supernatural twists, the kind of stories that make you sleep with the lights on. Cat talks about her (long) road to publication, what she learned from hosting a daily blog about suburban vampires, and talks about her start writing Smurf fanfic. The best!
Listen to the full interview here, or download it on iTunes or Stitcher!
“Enough time has passed; the terror has settled. There’s nothing left to loot, few reasons to kill (though everyone still carries a weapon and a speck of suspicion). People have settled into townships around defunct gas stations and hotels. Those who have ceased wandering now harvest in their gardens and raise children and swoon for Shakespeare — so like and unlike our own world. After many years of performing, the Symphony has culled their repertoire down to only the Bard. As one actor reasons, “People want what was best about the world,” a sentiment that could make even the hardest hearts yearn to read a sonnet, to smell a book, to perform any gesture to illustrate gratitude for what we have.”—I reviewed Emily St. John Mandel’s spectacular post-apocalyptic novel, Station Eleven, for the Los Angeles Review of Books. Here. (via booksmatter)
Wherever you’re from sucks, and wherever you grew up sucks, and everyone here lives in a converted chocolate factory or deconsecrated church without an ugly lamp or souvenir coffee cup in sight, but only carefully edited objets, like the Lacanian soap dispenser in the kitchen that looks like an…