Sweet Poetry: Q&A with Kate LaDew

Today’s Q&A is with Kate LaDew, a contributor of poetry to the inaugural issue of Sugared Water.

Kate LaDew is a graduate from the University of North Carolina at Greensboro with a degree in Studio Arts,  She lives in Graham, North Carolina with her cat, Charlie Chaplin.  Kate is currently working on her first collection of poems, I Am Not Beautiful.

a little taste of “I’m Afraid of the Way Your Voice Changes When You Talk About Himfrom SW#001:

the little tremble of warmth and hurt and exhaustion
I never see your eyes, your hands work against them
kneading the lashes as if you could make your face a smooth plane
with nothing to give away what’s inside

SW: What are you currently reading?
KL: I am reading John Knowles’ A Separate Peace, a novel I always meant to read in high school.  It’s really devastated me.  I don’t think I’ve ever thrown a book across a room before.

SW: What are you working on now?
KL: I am putting together a book of poetry and a short story collection (possibly called Lying About Mustaches).

SW: What writers/works have inspired you?
KL: I have been reading a lot of George Saunders stories.  I love how disarmingly funny and sad they can be.  It’s a combination that doesn’t seem like it should work, but it does brilliantly.  “A Lack of Order in the Floating Object Room” is one of my favorites.  He has definitely influenced my style of writing.

SW: Where do you seek inspiration?
KL: My ideas just come from everyday life.  It might just be a phrase I overhear that develops into a two or three pages.  I feel like you should be able to tell a complete story that involves the reader and ends before their attention has, so I’m not sure I could ever write a complete novel without becoming bored with it myself.

SW: With what are you obsessed?
KL: I am obsessed with silent films at the moment.  It seems like so much more was required of actors as they only had their facial expressions to tell the story.  I don’t think you could ever make films like that now because the audience would feel like they were somehow missing out on something if there was no dialogue.  I think of the end of Charlie Chaplin’s City Lights,  That simple intertitle ‘You can see now?’ ‘Yes, I can see now,’ and the Tramp’s shy little smile is probably the most perfect thing I’ve ever seen (and only seen).

Kate LaDew | SW#001