March/April 2015 
An Interview with Rebecca McClanahan
Sharon DeBartolo Carmack
Struggle to write the best book we can. After that, the question of who might want to publish it or how it will be received is, as Auden wrote, “not our business.” Our business is to write the next word, the next sentence.
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Organized Curiosity: Creative Writers and the Research Life
Christopher Cokinos
For some writers, research is not something you do. It is something you live. It is organized curiosity.
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GLBTQ Protagonists and the Mainstream Market
Krista Humphrey
In addition, the Stonewall Rebellion, when GLBTQ people fought back against the oppression that was the standard for the time, paved the way for readers to accept homosexual literature.
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Three Quick Studies of the Image
Tony Hoagland
In profound and inexplicable ways, the poetic image triggers psychic movement, and connects the worlds of the conscious and the unconscious.
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The Quarrel with Ourselves: Robert Penn Warren’s “World of Action and Liability”
Natasha Trethewey
...it seems altogether fitting to consider the legacies of these histories in my own calling as a poet; the legacy of my Southern predecessor Robert Penn Warren on American poetry and the laureateship; and the role of American poetry in remembering our shared past and contending with it in our ongoing pursuit of social justice.
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The Master Craftsman: Function Follows Form in Henry James’s The Portrait of a Lady
Douglas Bauer
I dwell on James’s account of how The Portrait of A Lady began, not to suggest that we must follow suit and wait for our character to appear in a vision that’s enviably on the way to being fully formed.
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How to Write Pretty Sentences About Exploding Helicopters: An Interview with Benjamin Percy
Andrew McFadyen-Ketchum
I'm the sort of obsessive workaholic who never pauses and rarely feels any sense of satisfaction. I write—every day—and I read—every day—and good things have come of my discipline, and for that I'm certainly grateful but not in a self-congratulatory way.
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