The Millions Interview Archives - Page 4 of 23 - The Millions
March 31, 2016
by Alden Jones
For Charles Bock, the memories, no matter how hard, were still better than the forgetting, because forgetting wiped away the details, the love, the bad meals, the quarrels, the humor and tenderness, the true marrow of it all.
March 25, 2016
by Evan Allgood
I hope a book like mine will strike someone as violating a lot of common sense ideas about literature. I know it will. It violates my common sense about literature, and I wrote it.
March 22, 2016
Terrorism seemed absurd to me. There was a widespread belief in liberal circles that terrorism was caused by poverty, when in fact most well-known terrorists in modern times have come from middle-class families, have degrees — often multiple degrees — and have lived between cultures. It’s the torn people, who try to make meaning out of their alienation — often in destructive and self-destructive ways — that interest me.
March 7, 2016
by Edan Lepucki
There is something poignant and beautiful in those fractures in your ordinary life, the moments when you realize that you were mistaken or insufficient or what you did had an unintended consequence. The clarifying and humbling experience of shedding your delusions.
February 29, 2016
You mistreat animals, you eventually will mistreat human beings. If you’re casual to animal life you will eventually be casual to human life.
February 19, 2016
I wrote the last sentence of the story first, and then the next to last sentence, and so on for as long as I could — maybe I could have done it all the way back, but at a certain point I got really interested in figuring out how it started.
February 17, 2016
by Philip Eil
I’ve always thought that, the point at which I get tired, the point at which I get jaded, the point at which I start to think that’s it’s all been done, that all of the great or interesting movies are in the past, that’s when I should stop and get out of the way and let someone else do it.
February 1, 2016
When I ran out of money, I moved to my Mom’s in Maine, Charles D’Ambrosio-style, writing in her basement every morning starting at 5 a.m., taking a break for Buffy the Vampire Slayer reruns at 11 a.m. and making an early lunch before working more. It was like the weirdest saddest colony stay, about three months.
January 6, 2016
It’s just that everybody, every character, will die eventually. Wow, that’s totally bleak. I’m trying to convince you that it’s not, but it totally is.
November 19, 2015
I’ve come to suspect that what we call talent is a little hard to distinguish from this other thing that is this bottomless interest by the problems posed by paint or astrophysics or whatever it is.