Entries by Mary Maddox

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Becoming a Writer

I’m thrilled to be a guest blogger on the site Review from Here. My post describes the moment when my imagination came to life:  When I was four, my family lived in Soldiers’ Summit, Utah, a forlorn place high in the Wasatch Mountains. Population two or three dozen people, tops. Our house was heated with a coal […]

Maybe a Blunt Rejection Hurts Less

Yesterday I was looking through an old copy of Milan Kundera’s The Art of the Novel when came across this form rejection tucked between the pages. I forget what story I submitted to The Quarterly but  I remember that this form letter, which tries so hard to cushion the blow, didn’t make me feel any better about […]

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Hallelujah! Happy, Happy, Happy!

I’ve just received the kind of review every writer dreams of. Not only does the reviewer love Talion but he appreciates what I’m doing in the novel. He notices style. And has style! Lu Jakes doesn’t have a chance. She never had one. She’s a teenager trapped in a Utah trailer with a drunk for […]

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I Am Interviewed on Bookpleasures.com

Here is a brief excerpt of my interview with Norm Goldman of Bookpleasures.com: “I’m not quite sure why the macabre draws me. It’s probably a combination of temperament, personal history and literary preferences. I see darkness in the world, in people, most of all in myself. But there’s light as well. I hope readers will […]

How Rad Entered the Story

Talion began as a novella about a friendship between teenage girls from very different backgrounds. The story dragged, weighed down by exposition of the characters’ pasts and a present where the conflict arose from their general distrust of one another. Nothing was happening! I came to realize the plot needed a catalyst, a threat that […]

Is She Crazy or What?

Some readers have asked me what Talion is supposed to be: a symptom of Lu’s psychosis? a supernatural being? an angel? Talion and his cohorts are none of these things entirely. Lu’s senses tell her they exist, but others do not see or hear them. A psychitrist would not doubt label her psychotic. They are […]

Welcome

This is the journal of my creative life. Much of it centers on my fiction, but my views of literature and the world will inevitably come into view. DWYQP8B3SFH8