Love the World or Get Killed Trying
At the moment I think my brain is limited to autofiction, maybe because I experience life so intensely, emotionally, that it’s hard for me to step that far outside of myself. I just don’t see how I’d manage to write a novel in that way. Perhaps I could do what Sylvia Plath did in The Bell Jar and change my name to Aurora, Isabella, or Estelle and pretend it was a traditional novel, but that’s about it… On the other hand if I change as much 20 years from now as I’ve changed in the last 20 years, who knows?
Rob Doyle interviews Alvina Chamberland.