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Bookslut writers Liz Miller and Karin Kross both attended Comic-Con this year, and learned just how easy it is to miss someone completely a.m.id 100,000 comics, movie, and television fans.
Karin Kross and Liz Miller
"I have many rich dreams. I go to sleep for dreams, they are the seeds of my work. When I do not know what to write, sometimes I find my next story in a dream. I should probably never wake up, that way I would have more stories to write."
"Actually when we first started dating, not the friendliest woman in the world said to David, 'Well good luck to you! Now she’s going to want to pee on you.' That was just a story! No one asked me for pee. I never peed on anyone. No one wanted it. No one talked about it. It’s fiction! I’ve always been sort of interested in the sexual politics where people wanting things that other people don’t want to do and where to draw the lines and that kind of thing. That is where that story came out of and now people think that David should wear a slicker to bed."
"While I write daily, my visual artistic pursuits arrive like mini-drug addictions. I went through a painting phase for a while a few years back where I was constantly making paintings for all my friends who were getting married or moving into new homes, or just wanted one, and when I wasn’t painting I was working on these Xerox-based graphic poems (that I’ve done nothing with) layering them into paintings, or sewing them onto canvases, or starting to put together a chapbook. And when I wasn’t doing that I was very big into street photography, so I was constantly shooting. I haven’t been in one of these artistic frenzies in a while, which I’m grateful for because they came when I was quite depressed, but at the same time, I miss them."
"Judging a Book by its Cover" takes a shiny, airbrushed look at the covers of several popular magazines this month, after an encounter with one of the monthlies left this writer questioning the nature of reality. I looked through the magazine, read an article and emerged from the experience with a head full of questions--for example: Who reads this? Where can I meet and study these people? Is someone playing a joke on me?
All too often though, both Friend and Hartinger must deal not with what they have actually written but with what other people think their books might mean, or could mean. They have to deal with a thousand different ways in which their words may be twisted and perceived by people they have never met and who have no desire to meet them. This is a situation that adult authors rarely find themselves embroiled in, but something that comes all too often with the young adult territory
“…[M]y attention was in truth far more fractured and confused…I may have noticed a few birds careering through the air…but my awareness of them was weakened by a number of other, incongruous and unrelated elements, among them a sore throat I had developed during the flight, worry over not having informed a colleague that I would be away, a pressure across both temples and a rising need to visit the bathroom…I had inadvertently brought myself with me to the island.”
Barbara J. King