Hard to Define

January 10, 2015 | 1 book mentioned

“Every single book or painting or piece of music exists and we take from it what we need and love and shape it into another narrative that goes out into the world or stays within us, so it’s this great thing of one narrative piling onto the next. It’s hard to define.” Miriam Toews talks with The Rumpus about her novel All My Puny Sorrows and the distinctions, or lack thereof, between autobiography and fiction.

is a staff writer for The Millions. She lives in New York and every so often writes things at kaulielewis.wordpress.com.