In which I infiltrate a cool kid’s magazine normally reserved for musicians and talk about dirty realism, regionalism, and being a feminist writer who writes from the male perspective. Also I ramble for a while about Raymond Carver, natch.
In which I infiltrate a cool kid’s magazine normally reserved for musicians and talk about dirty realism, regionalism, and being a feminist writer who writes from the male perspective. Also I ramble for a while about Raymond Carver, natch.