Why I Write
Selfie shadow. Hilton Head, South Carolina, April 2017
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“Fasting would surely come into fashion
again at some future date, yet that was no comfort for those living in the
present. What, then, was the hunger artist to do?”
– Franz Kafka, “A Hunger Artist”
“In all her life she had never been
afflicted by ill temper and she looked upon it now as a demon which, along with
hunger, was taking possession of her soul.”
– Andre Dubus, “The Fat Girl”
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Writing is
pretty much like breathing: I would shrivel up and die if I couldn’t write.
I don’t make my living as a writer – I probably never will, but that’s okay.
On Amazon, I have self-published – no longer such a dirty term – a
memoir, short story collection, and play.
In addition, I have published several short stories, essays, and articles
in juried publications, including three academic articles, one of them appearing
in a major publication.
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