The migration patterns of Overland are well-established in my household. Released from the mailbox and torn free of its plastic sheath, the journal begins life pristine on the breakfast table. Articles that provoke the strongest reactions are soon identified by a spattering of crumbs, oats and spit; evidence that talking about the writing has proved more urgent than the breakfaster swallowing their food.
208 Spring 2012: Features
On gender and genre
It would be exceptionally unusual, one imagines, for an emerging male author to be asked why so many of our best books are currently being written by men. And yet it would also be wrong to say that the query, asked of a female writer, is unforeseeable.