I’m less interested in the question of what defines poetry versus prose and more interested in why we have certain assumptions about what fiction is
It’s not just about getting published, you must find the right home.
I wanted to offer a version of transformation, of disappearing, that didn’t equate those things with weakness, but with power.
We are currently observing the most turbulent period in Turkey-US relations.
It was really about finding the best approach to tell the story and serve both the characters and the mysteries they were chasing.
I wanted to write this book the same way you engage in a treasure hunt: discovering clues, then going back in time to connect them to something you found earlier.
We’ve managed to isolate ourselves, as a society, from nature. Throwing the animals back on equal footing is an interesting idea.
So often, I’m surprised by what appears on the page. Fiction is a vehicle for fostering empathy.
As artists, we will never know the full extent to which our work has affected others. But I would ask this, if you could change just one person’s life, wouldn’t it be worth it? And if that person is just you, the artist, aren’t you worth it?
Most of the concrete details incorporated in the poems are factually true, even though many of the characters/voices I’ve created are fictional and the comic book landscape of monsters, supervillains, and superheroes is frequently fantastic.