You are not a mere thief of my breaths – you trespass through doored veins, break and enter into latch-locked capillaries. You are armed and dangerous: I forget I have lungs at all. — Sincerely, Joanna
December 19, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
I read an article the other day** that suggested that incarceration was good for writers. They cited a long list of examples of people who’d been locked up and then buckled down and produced some of their best work. Prison offered them the quintessential distraction free zone. Somehow I doubt that is still the case. […]
January 10, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
When I started writing Wizards I spent some time trying to figure out what sort of genre it fit into. I mean, okay, it’s science fiction, borderline fantasy but I needed to know more specifically than that. Because — wizards, okay? But we’re not talking epic fantasy wizards. There’s no great quest or universal do-what […]
July 1, 2013 by Kandace Mavrick
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