Related article: The Queer Allure of the Gypsy House Café What made you start writing? I grew up in a very small coal mining and farming community in the 80s and 90s, so the characters and narratives of country music resonated for me in a lot of crucial ways, except for one: the appalling lack of queer narratives. I saw how revelatory and transformative storytelling could be and badly wanted to be a part of it, to see people like me in the stories I loved. I started writing because I was inspired by songwriting, but I eventually had to write the kinds of stories I wanted to read. There’s a particular kind of loneliness that comes from not hearing or seeing other people who love like you do or feel like you do. There has been an incredible deficit of queer life in literature, and this had a profound effect on my identity, on my understanding of who I was. It’s important to tell LGBTQ stories for the same reasons it’s important to see stories about black astronauts or female presidents; because stories help us to see what is possible; they allow us to dream of what we might not otherwise dream, to imagine ourselves in spaces we’ve never been before or even knew existed. I sometimes don’t know how I lived before I found Richard Siken, Adam Haslett, Annie Proulx, James Baldwin, David Sedaris, Alice Walker, Tennessee Williams, Mary Oliver, Carl Phillips, Luis Negron, Oliver Sacks, John Waters, Stacey Richter, Kimberly King Parsons, or Saeed Jones.
Related article: Queer Poet Debuts Book on Sexuality and Climate Change Did you have any exposure to queer narratives when looking for inspiration in your writing? In the small town where I grew up, there were very few openly gay people, and the most notable of them was a man who was murdered in 1980, the year after I was born. His body was found long after he’d died in an abandoned house across the street from where we lived. It was an ongoing piece of lore in our town, and always with this implication that his sexuality somehow explained his death. No one was ever convicted of the crime, but after reading the police reports and talking with people in the community, I’m desperate to write his story. What do you want people to get out of this collection? The collection is full of difficult people, and writing it helped me to more fully consider the sort of people who are difficult to love, people whose behaviors are hurtful or hard to understand. I hope others can leave the book with a more complicated sense of the ways we cope with trauma, of the wild ways we work to escape darkness. I hope people will come away with a more empathic view of mental illness. Unkind people need our kindness the most, and yet, I tried to make a place in the book for the value of necessary rage.

