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Memoirists, Let's Incubate

Perhaps you’ve had this experience: a well-meaning friend or relative or total stranger inquires what you’ve been up to lately, and you—brave, honest soul that you are—tell him or her that you’re writing a memoir. “Oh,” your companion says, “I’m going to do that someday, too! My life has been such a story. I just need the time to write it down.”

February 26, 2015 | Alexandria Marzano-Lesnevich

Revision

A Plea to Bring “But It’s Boring!” Back to the Workshop

By Alexandria Marzano-Lesnevitch

I know, we’re all really nice people! We like each other and we have big hearts and we would never be so crass as to suggest that the inner life and creative output of another human being is anything less than utterly fascinating. But hear me out.

Much has been written about the perils of the workshop model, specifically the fears that the model will drag all attendant writers down to the lowest common denominator; produce technically proficient stories that have had all spark of innovation or character life edited right out of them (the dreaded ...

July 10, 2012 | Alexandria Marzano-Lesnevich

Craft Advice The Writing Life

Three Things Graphic Novels Taught This Memoirist About Writing Prose

I’ll admit, I was late to the graphic novel genre. I was one of those who sneered (inwardly, for I have some modicum of tact) that they were comic books. And while I loved comic books as a kid, and filled my childhood shelves with Richie Rich and Archie and Uncle Scrooge, literary storytelling those were not.

But then I read Marjane Sartrapi’s Persepolis—a work that I believe could not have been written as effectively in any other form—and I became hooked

April 3, 2012 | Alexandria Marzano-Lesnevich

Guest Post

Behind Every Strong… Arts Colony

By Alexandria Marzano-Lesnevich

“It’s like… it’s like,” I said to my faraway friend over our crackling cell phone connection, struggling to find a succinct way to describe what my life had been like since I’d left Boston. Then the answer struck me. “It’s like having an old-fashioned wife.”

For two weeks, someone else had cooked my meals, cleaned my room, and provided me with a beautiful studio nestled deep in the woods

July 27, 2011 | Alexandria Marzano-Lesnevich

Craft Advice Residencies