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Donna Salli

The Character Had Red Hair: On the Ruination of a Reader

The Character Had Red Hair: On the Ruination of a Reader

Maybe you like to read. Maybe you reward yourself occasionally with a good book. Let’s talk about novels. Maybe you’ve marveled over a favorite, its language, ideas, and plot coming together to catch you up and turn the fictitious strangers that walk through its pages...

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Ruining the Twists: Things Writers Worry About

Ruining the Twists: Things Writers Worry About

The day after my novel was released, I was sitting at my desk, leafing through its pages. Just holding the book gave me pleasure. There’s the simple fact of it—A Notion of Pelicans, now a thing apart from me—and there’s the book itself, its cover and pages. The cover...

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A Notion of Pelicans: Why Pelicans?

A Notion of Pelicans: Why Pelicans?

My novel, A Notion of Pelicans, is being released this week. I can legitimately claim to be good with taking things slowly. The photo of me at the top of this post was taken in 1994. I’m working on the first draft (with many revisions to follow) of what would become A...

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The Secret of Life:  Why a Writer Writes

The Secret of Life: Why a Writer Writes

As I write this blog post, it’s twenty-one days until the release of my novel, A Notion of Pelicans. In my next post, I’ll explain the origin of the book—how I came to write it, where the pelicans came from as a motif. I’ve wondered as the publication date has neared...

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Where the Sidewalks Ended

Where the Sidewalks Ended

My mother and I were standing in the echoing salesroom of the feed store, one of those dusty, mom-and-pop sorts of places you’ll still find in the towns along Lake Superior. Mom was studying a stone urn we were holding between us, our arms wrapped around it in a...

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Flames: The Life of a Writer

Flames: The Life of a Writer

I like quiet. I like to be alone. I enjoy a social gathering but afterwards need to shut my metaphorical doors and unwind. I like my privacy. This perhaps seems a strange claim, coming from someone who spends a good deal of her time excavating her life and sharing it...

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Rocks and Roots

Rocks and Roots

When I was in my late teens—quiet, a bit shy around people I didn’t know well—I was hanging out one day with my cousin, whom I saw often and who knew me as well as anyone. With members of the family, I felt no reserve, and I was carrying on, chattering, about...

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The Heart

The Heart

I always knew I was going to write, to be a writer. When I was four, my family lived in town, close to a high school, and I would watch the kids walking by on their way to-and-from school every day. I remember the acute envy I felt. What I don’t remember, but have...

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