Michelle Hoover, Instructor for Grub's Novel Incubator program, is a verified expert in the field of writerly etiquette. Here, she offers her best advice on workshop citizenship and shows us exactly how she keeps the Incubator classroom a supportive space for writers.
It seems like a recipe for torture
Louise Miller, author of The City Baker's Guide to Country Living (Pamela Dorman Books/Viking/Penguin, August 2016), received a scholarship in 2012 to attend GrubStreet's Novel Incubator Program, where she worked on the final revisions of the novel, before signing with an agent and an editor she met through the Muse and the Marketplace Conference
We loved this interview at Fiction Writers Review so much that we wanted to make sure that all our Grub Daily subscribers got a chance to read it. In it, current Novel Incubator instructor Michelle Hoover interviews her former Incubator co-teacher Lisa Borders about their experience in the program, how teaching has informed their own writing, how Grub is like a wonderful "Island of Misfit Toys," and much more. It's a rich interview--dive in!
By: Stephanie Gayle
If you asked any of my family or friends to describe me the first word chosen would not be “patient.” It probably wouldn’t be the twenty-fifth word chosen. Patience to me is often synonymous with accepting slowness. And I don’t. I hustle down the sidewalk as though being chased. I regard waiting in line as hell on earth. When my phone changes orientation and it takes a nanosecond to change back, I shake it.
By Michael Nolan
Originally published on Dead Darlings.
It’s been said lots of times, in lots of different ways, that any good novelist must have something burning inside her or him; something that absolutely has to be said. It burned white- hot in Richard Yates. Though racked in mind and body for most of his life, nothing could stop him from writing.
He found himself, from time to time, in varying states of psychosis, triggered by inhuman volumes of alcohol, mixed with the psychotropic drugs the shrinks were pushing on him in the seventies. True, they’d warned him ...