The Möbius tape, which is a continuous one -sided flying surface, is often formed, by cutting a long and thin piece of paper and joining its ends with half a distortion. The tape has no beginning or end. You cannot distinguish between her clockwise courses. It is impossible to separate from the inside from the outside. Her amazing engineering made her an attractive personality for artists and experimental writers; It is displayed in the statues written by Jose de Rivera and Max Bell and in the poems of Charles Olson and Heard Nemerov. My favorite Möbius is shown in the story of the John Barth’s 1968 collection framework, “,”,It was lost in The FunhouseReaders are required to instructs a rectangle that is read by my half and below.Once thereAnd “and”It was a story that started“In a row. If you join each other, it will form an unlimited return story:“ Once, there was a story that once started there is a story that started once. . “
Catherine Lassi VI’s book,Mobius book“Divided into half. Half one is a fictional work, a narration of two friends, Eddie and Mary, who meet in Mary’s apartment to discuss their last disintegration: Eddie has left a dominant man, and Mary’s wife applied for divorce. – You read.
I met me for the first time two years ago, when we discussed her novel.X.“In Greenlight Bookstore, in Brooklyn (like many of my colleagues, I look like a secondary figure in the book.) We stayed in intermittent contact, most of them to exchange reading recommendations. In May, I talked to me about the magnification of Mexico, where she lives with her partner, novelist Daniel Saldes.
When I read “Möbius Book”, I admired how all your preoccupations collect: loss of faith, loss of love, body erasure, and biography.
It seems like a turning point for me, as I finished something. It may take some time before I do another book. It seems like a moment.
What do you feel?
“The completion” is the wrong word now after I hear it, but the loss of my faith was the first thing I tried to write about it in a serious way. At the Graduate School, I thought this was my objective. My learning space was. But I was very close to him. It was less than a decade since I went through the crisis that I was trying to write about, and I did not realize that I would have to understand the experience of losing faith better to describe it in a way that was clearly felt. I think writing about faith resists clarity. I had to accept that there was always a mysterious thing about this.
I also think that aging is great for the book, because your fears are transformed and deepened. I think the feeling of completion is related to the shift of forty.
As I am old, I find that I no longer test the changes of life as clear crises, but as the concentrated clarity, albeit painful. There is one of the crises that pass through “The Möbius Book” – it is about divorce and breaks – but it fully feels controlling its structure and style.
I finished half of the imagination when I was still in it. I wrote it in a state of deep incitement, fear and chaos. My life was completely chaos. I wanted to get anger and confusion. But the original draft that I wrote was almost in this place. Not ended. I was slow to realize this, but he had no other voice criticizing what I was ordering. This was the role of the imaginary half: presenting alternative views in a moment of transition, crisis and confusion. I wanted to have some alternative perspective outside myself as a character in the book.
Imagination is mostly a dialogue between Eddie and Mary. It occurs completely in Mary’s apartment for one night. He reads like the play.
I love the borders. I feel that I should prepare the maximum at the beginning of something in order to be free to write inside it. This is how the imagination was written. I knew that two women would have a conversation in an apartment. They had to stay in the apartment. So that it was not completely fear, I had to know how to get them out of the apartment without leaving it.
Therefore, the first draft was the imagination, then I reviewed it and wrote the imagination? Or did you write imagination, then review my story?
There was little going back and forth, but the imagination was written in a three -week period focused on stay in Switzerland. I think it helped inform how to review fictional stories. I could not give myself completely to that review until I had a better idea of what the book’s goal was. Originally, I thought I was writing an article, or I was writing in my notes for anyone to read it.
The only thing that makes you grow more open is accepting that you have no idea what you do. If you are creative, it may go in many different directions. I think the biggest mistake you can make is to be married to a specific result. At a certain stage, you are married to the book as a direct work of fictional stories. When I offered him the editors, they felt that he was somehow. I have written something very personal, but my point of view as a writer was not in it.
It is interesting to hear that you are describing the mistake of being “married to the result”, because everything you say about writing can double as a description of marriage, a period.
Yes, accepting the multiplicity of forms that your relationship with another person can take. This is almost the most difficult part of everyone.
Or how can, in marriage, misuse or identify the forms of self -height as a love.
I think this is in general. It has arisen on a different planet compared to most people, in the state of Mississippi in the 1980s and 1990s. This world was more conservative and had a narrower idea of what men and women might be, what the family looked at, and what the type of cruelty permitted within the family. There are many behaviors that you learned to interpret it as love. I think men’s control has been interpreted as a form of love. I didn’t realize how much this was the thing I was married – that I was actively striving to get these shapes from the structure and power from a man, when it was the only thing that made me happier. I am not completely free from these ideas. But I felt that I finally described what I have been supporting for a long time.
You are one of two people I know who described Jesus as their first friend. The other is the theorists of the stranger Michael Warner, in an article, “Unlimited tongues”, about the origins of the elevation.
I was very jealous of the elevation. Oh my God, talk to tongues very exciting. We were part of the Methodic Church. There were some old things that occur, but they were not speaking in tongues. I wanted to be taken strongly in this way.
Is Jesus’ love an alternative or complementary to the worldly desire of male power?
