Expect some red ruby slippers to be arriving on your doorstep soon, Kristy!
Literati!. Aladdin -so the legend goes- rubbed the lamp to awaken the genie. Sabu, aka the Thief of Bagdad, uncorked a bottle on the beach. Kristy Webster had a more visceral approach to releasing dragon girl. How do YOU summon the muse that lies just beneath your surface? Read on.
Part of an ongoing series to interview some of our published authors at A Word with You Press, we’d like to inaugurate our series with Kristy Webster. I first came to Kristy’s writing through our ‘Again’ contest with her incredible entry ‘Where the Breaking Matters‘. Read on for a little insight into an interview I did with Kristy.
Claire…the moment I met you I swear…Kristy Webster has a talent that eludes most writers, including myself: how to express despair without sounding like a victim, or alienating you readership. Love, hate, anger, fear: these are easy to translate into the written word. But what of the soft grievances of loneliness? Here is Kristy’s third and final entry into our contest. All new entries must be submitted by midnight, tonight, land of the double-entundra time. (that would be Moscow)
Kristy Webster is a reason men love women: She is so insightful, so truthful, so courageous with her vulnerable womanhood, her psyche. And perhaps women love her for the same reason. It is as if she has a safe deposit box, pulls out a story, a thought, a phrase, as needed, to spend in the world as others would spend a few dollars on bread. How much more of this does she have in the vault? Will she go back for more, again?
I will be the first to confess I have always been a fan of Kristy’s. I was delighted when she won our $500 prize in the Peggy Dobbs Write of Passage contest, and relieved that I was not the judge–she won by popular acclaim. I believe she is destined for greatness, and for this reason we have her magical-realism novella, “CoCo” in our store, to help speed up the process. She cautioned me that this contest entry might be a little too dark. I remind all our readers, we at A Word with You Press are editors, not censors. Too dark? You decide. “Myself, I long for love and light, but must it come so cruel, and oh so bright?” (Leonard Cohen, the ballad of Joan of Arc)
Good Evening from Moscow I am delighted to say I am backlogged with stories entered into The First Annual Peggy Dobbs Write-of-Passage Contest. But I am trying to give each story a little time on our carousel before they get bumped off by a newer entry. Fortunate am I also to have two interns, Bronwyn […]