Entries by Mary Maddox

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Darkness in Sunlight

In August I spent several days with my friend Carol in Studio City, California. Carol works in the movies as an art department coordinator. She was working then on a film called The Artist, so we partied in the evenings and I entertained myself during the day. I took my mini-cam and explored Ventura Boulevard. […]

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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 […]

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