Is it possible to write in English by remaining acutely aware of and consciously borrowing from Indigenous and vernacular aesthetics?

I’m just really inspired by writers who write about their corner of their cities and do it in a way that even a hundred years later somebody is able to connect to that place.

Moments like these are threaded through my stories, and to me, they are the gold thread glinting in my fiction. In some ways, I’m always writing for my parents, towards my mother.

[Myra] does not choose this purpose to start out with—it’s a path made by the omnipresent superficiality of popular culture, Twelve-Step language and rituals, and the lack of adult mentorship in her life.

"I believe anything can be said on the page. The issue may be whether the writer has the courage to say what needs to be said."

"...Often the draft has its own energy and then we almost kill it. We refine something down to death."