Today’s Q&A is with Wendy Creekmore, a contributor of poetry to issues #001 & #002 of Sugared Water.
Wendy Creekmore holds a M.A. in Integrative Studies from Northern Kentucky University. She has a library of paper slips with writing straight from her thoughts. Her work has appeared in Sugared Water #001 and #002, The Journal of Kentucky Studies, and collaborative work published in Stone Telling, as well as a collaborative chapbook forthcoming from Dancing Girl Press in late 2014.
a little taste of “This Place Turned Headstone” from SW#002:
Like dust hung heavy
and veins of wiped out Blue Gem coal.
Fiddle songs sing
let it die, let it die
I ache to slice the plum liver of this town
ballad for those one breath short
of outrunning a-foot-a-night vine.
SW: What are you currently reading?
WC: The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman, Bird by Bird by Anne Lamont, and sweet water by Christina Baker Kline.
SW: What are you working on now?
WC: No big projects at the moment. I am constantly writing, but it usually comes in spurts. This often leaves me with pieces (of writing), this and that; most of it I hope to put together in some way, someday.
SW: What writers/works have inspired you?
WC: Oh, an array of folks and their work—Dorothy Allison, Sherman Alexie, Barbara Kingsolver, Jack Kerouac, Alice Walker, bell hooks, Ken Kesey, Audre Lorde, Howard Zinn, Natasha Trethewey, Allen Ginsburg, Zora Neale Hurston, Kurt Vonnegut, William Burroughs, Toni Morrison, Pablo Naruda and I could go on …
SW: Where do you seek inspiration?
WC: Funny thing about inspiration for me, it often comes out of nowhere. I’ll be driving and there it is—by the roadside, an idea, a memory—a string of words that come out in a conversation. I’ve looked for inspiration before, but never found it to be a magical as the kind that comes freely and serendipitously.
SW: Would you talk a bit about your writing process?
WC: Everything I write starts as bits of paper everywhere, partial files on my Mac, or notes on my iPhone, iPad—where ever I can get it written down or typed into permanently before it’s gone forever. That’s the easy part. Part One of the real work is in organizing the thoughts, and scribbling, into something that needs to be bigger and go further. I have to let things simmer before getting to the other hard part, which for me is editing. The final product never feels final, but eventually I have to take a deep breath and push ‘send.’
SW: With what are you obsessed?
WC: Travel. And holding onto my free spirit. Luckily, the two go together pretty well. I don’t write a lot when I travel; however, when I’ve been able to visit some wonderful new places, far, far away and I can always see in hindsight that the clutter has been cleared and the writing flows effortlessly—often into some pretty damn good stuff.