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Author Archives: Theodora Goss
My Writing Life
Aspiring writers are often told something like the following: you need to write a story, submit it, and start working on the next story. As soon as the first story comes back, submit it somewhere else. And don’t stop writing. … Continue reading
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Writing Darkness
I woke this morning from a night filled with nightmares – for the second time in two weeks. It comes, I think, from the stresses of the past few months, which have been some of the most difficult I remember. … Continue reading
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Two Interviews
Jeremy Jones interviewed me for Clarkesworld Magazine: you can find that interview here. But there was enough of the interview left over for a second interview with Booklife, which you can find here. Doing these interviews started me thinking about … Continue reading
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Dora/Thea
When I am Dora, I live in a small town close to Boston, Massachusetts. It’s one of those picturesque New England towns, with a common, and coffee shops, and craft stores. I live in a house surrounded by pine and … Continue reading
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Three Portraits
It’s night in the Shadowlands. I thought I would sketch for you three portraits, of Mrs. Moth, Miss Lavender, and Miss Gray, so you know what they look like as we gather around the dinner table, or around the parlor … Continue reading
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On Mottoes
If you’ve read any interviews with me, you’ll know that one of my favorite writers is Isak Dinesen. And one of my favorite essays is her “On Mottoes of My Life.” When I was young, a teenager, I had a … Continue reading
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Hyacinth’s Story
I haven’t told you Hyacinth’s story. Once upon a time, in the town of Ashton, North Carolina, there was a sweet old woman named Mrs. Randolph. She had gray hair pulled back into a tidy bun, and she went to … Continue reading
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