![]() ![]() I then came across Fight Club while folding laundry. I didn’t know if that was just me dealing with grief or if I was being overdramatic (sometimes artists, especially writers, I think, can get stuck in our heads). I knew that if I was going to pull this off as an essay, I had to address the point of view somehow. It just made sense to put myself in a story because the world around me felt so fictionalized. ![]() I started writing this piece the night my grandmother passed away, in pretty much the way its laid out in the essay because I really couldn’t process how I was feeling at the time. What first struck you-the act of breaking the fourth wall, or the scene from Fight Club you reference at the end of the piece? It appears in the Nov/Dec 2017 issue of the Kenyon Review. An excerpt from her essay “How to Mourn” can be found here. A graduate of the writing program at Johns Hopkins University, she lives in the Washington, DC, metro area, and can be reached at. Her writing has appeared in several publications, including PANK, Brevity, Rumpus, Hobart, Tahoma Literary Review, and listed in Wigleaf’s Top 50 (Very) Short Fictions. She is a 2016 Kimbilio Fiction Fellow and was a Nonfiction Scholar at Virginia Quarterly Review’s 2016 Writer’s Conference. She is also the fiction editor for District Lit, and an associate editor at SmokeLong Quarterly. ![]() Coleman is a writer, wife, mother, and attorney. ![]()
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