I read a beautiful and haunting anecdote in a guidebook to Rajasthan: it’s possible for children to reach the age of five without ever seeing rain, and therefore the ceilings and walls of royal children’s bedrooms were sometimes painted with cloud designs so that when it did finally rain, they would not be afraid. I wrote this image down, and everything else started spilling out.
“Does it really matter what gender a character is? I consider myself to be a feminist, and as a result of that there is no way that my feminism is not going to show up in my book. At the same time I think feminist science fiction is its own sub-genre.”
We interviewed relatives…. The discussions were lively; people disagreed about what had happened in the past. My great-grandfather had been murdered in Russia. My great uncle, a man in his late 60s, described the murder to us and as he did, he cried. That moment stayed with me.
by Terry Hong
“A totally kick-ass strong female – that was most key for me.”
“I’m fascinated by the in-between, the doorway. I often wonder if I’m actually living, or just being dreamed by some greater consciousness. I mean, how would I know, really?”
by Terry Hong
“That stepping outside of who you are—there are definite ways to do so. If you have the passion, please do.”
The hardest time to write is around two in the morning, when it might still be reasonable to turn in. Your throat starts to hurt; you’re sure you’re getting sick; your head feels like a sponge. . . . After 2:30 or so—well, there’s something that happens when it’s late enough.