![]() More in this version than in others, Atalanta seems a strong female character with some control over her destiny, in spite of her offerings to the goddess and the intervention of fate. When Atalanta consents to race potential suitors on the condition that losers die and only the man to beat her will win her hand, Eros intercedes with his arrow of love. Spinner retells the Greek legend of Atalanta, a royal born fosterling with athletic grace whose father and king orders her to marry in spite of her vow of chastity and devotion to the goddess Artemis. ![]() I may tell people I’m doing research when I read about horse-trekking, or hunting in ancient Greece, or 16 ways to better compost, but the truth is, I’m not doing research, I’m having a good time. Third, the only meetings I have - and they’re short - are with the dry cleaner and the post office ladies. (To the FedEx man and the UPS man, I am "the woman in the plaid flannel robe.") Second, I can eat when I’m hungry, choose when to take phone calls, and walk my dogs any time. After ALIENS FOR BREAKFAST, and ALIENS FOR LUNCH, which we also co-wrote, I began to think that writing could be interesting fun.Īnd now that I’ve been doing it full-time for more than ten years, I can tell you why I like it better than a job. Jon (who died of heart disease in 1990) was a close friend with a wild sense of humor, and collaborating with him changed my opinion of writing forever. Then, to my amazement, I found myself writing a book and having a good time - simultaneously! The book was ALIENS FOR BREAKFAST, and I enjoyed writing it because my co-author was Jonathan Etra. Writing seemed like torture by comparison. I edited some wonderfully talented authors - Virginia Hamilton, Philip Isaacson, Clyde Robert Bulla, Gloria Whelan, Robin McKinley, Joan Vinge, Garth Nix, and Chris Lynch, among others - with great enjoyment. I scoffed at the idea that I had anything to write about. I found that I liked children’s books a lot, and before long, I became an editor. So I took another publishing job, this time in children’s books. Only a few hundred Americans collected thangkas, and they wanted old ones, painted by Tibetan monks. Each one took anywhere from several weeks to a few months to complete, and at long last I understood that this was not the ideal way for me to make a living. I came back to America, wandered around some more - to Mexico, Guatemala, and Belize - and on returning to New York decided to study Tibetan Buddhist painting (called thangka painting) in Boulder, Colorado. I read so much bad fiction that I needed a break, so I moved to London, and from there I traveled to Morocco, Iran, Afghanistan, Pakistan India, Nepal, and Ceylon. I went to college in Bennington, Vermont, moved to New York City, and took a job in publishing so I could get paid for reading. ![]() I read straight through my childhood, with breaks for food, sleep, and the bathroom. This is one of those must-read indie books for anyone who has taken, or wants to take, a creative writing class.I was born in Davenport, Iowa, and grew up in Rockaway Beach, New York. Lucy Ives’s wit makes this book a contemporary satire on writing programs and the competition they foster between writers across all kinds of backgrounds. Read Loudermilk to see the students at The Seminars track their submissions to literary journals on wall charts, protest over symbolic pigeons, and compete in a poetry competition. With the combination of Harry’s eloquence and Loudermilk’s looks, the pair believes that they can rule the poetry field: Harry will get published, and Loudermilk will get the women. (He is, however, good-looking.) His friend Harry, on the other hand, is a brilliant poet without the brawns Loudermilk has. He was accepted to the program for his stand-out poetry, but the thing is, Loudermilk has never written a poem in his life. It’s 2003 and Troy Augustus Loudermilk is about to start his residency at The Seminars, America’s most prestigious creative writing program.
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