Questioning Lesbians: Marian Snowe
Category : Questioning Lesbians
As my regular blog visitor will know (Hi Kiko) “Questioning Lesbians” is an interview section where I pin down a random lesfic author and bombard them with questions until my curiosity is satisfied. If you would like to be added to my list you can put yourself in the firing line here.
Today’s victim is Marian Snowe.
Marian Snowe lives in a little white house in New Hampshire, USA with her wife, who is so incredibly cool that Marian has no idea how she landed her. For a living, Marian writes lesbian romance and works at a living history museum, where she portrays the daughter of a tavernkeeper in 1777 some days and is a staff wrangler other days.
She has a BA in English and an MA in English Lit from the university where she met her wife, and where her wife still works as a librarian. When not writing or living the illustrious life of an underfunded nonprofit historian, Marian plays a lot of video games, draws and paints, knits, sews her costumes, and sleeps. She loves sleep. Sleep may be her greatest talent.
Marian and her wife are owned by two opinionated cats and a parakeet who loves murder.
I feel you on a spiritual level with the sleep thing. I too am an excellent sleeper. Anyway, who or what inspires you?
For one thing, nature inspires me. I have a deep yearning to translate the things I see and feel when I’m somewhere beautiful onto the page, so people reading can feel like they’re transported there. I’m also inspired by the state of lesbian fiction out there: the good stuff makes me want to write more and keep improving my storytelling, and the bad (or nonexistent) stuff makes me want to prove that lesbians and women who love women can have fulfilling relationships and happy endings.
Yes, happy endings are so important. And speaking of things that are important, do you have a favourite sandwich?
Grilled cheese! My father passed down an intrinsic talent for grilled cheese-making, and my wife still tells me that I make the best grilled cheeses even compared to restaurants. I can’t say I quite believe her, but if my grilled cheese can make her happy, I’ll make a million of them.
Cheese for the win every time. So, cats or dogs?
Cats, cats, cats. I’d have a hundred if I could. Also I would pet a hundred dogs if you let me, but I don’t want to raise one myself.
So, are you pro pet couture?
Some pet clothes are cute, but only if the pet is (mostly) willing or if the fashion show is very brief.
OK, well, I suppose I ought to loop the interview back around to lesbians. Are your fictional lesbians questioning anything?
Oh, heck yes. They’re usually questioning where they are in life (hah, that’s not autobiographical or anything), whether they’re happy with what things are like now, whether they deserve to improve their situation or are brave enough to change it, whether love is something they can achieve… Uncertainty is a big part of all of my characters, I think.
Hmm. So, what about non lesbians, then. Do they have questions? Do you care?
I hope they do? You can’t learn if you don’t question things, right? Whether I care depends on who we’re talking about here XD
I would never name names. Anyway, bisexuals, double the questions? Half the questions? Any questions at all?
As many as they want, I think!
Fair. So, let’s talk about your latest book. What inspired you to write it?
With the one I’m writing now, I wanted to experiment with a lot of fast-paced, witty dialogue.
Fast paced witty dialogue is my middle name! (Not really). So, if your book was an animal what would it be?
A fox, maybe. Quick and smart but also having the possibility of being super cute.
I saw a video of a fox laughing the other day and it was so cute and a bit disturbing. The laugh like people! Anyway, if you could question any lesbian, who would you pick?
I’d love to talk to Amy Lowell, a poet who lived in the early 1900s nearby where I live. Her poetry is so beautiful and evocative, and she was unashamed to be who she was. I would ask her to describe how she saw the world–I mean, literally, what did she see when she looked at things and how did she put that together with her thoughts to find such perfect imagery?
I’d also tell her that Ezra Pound can go screw himself. He might have been important to early modernist poetry but he was a petty, cruel jerk who made fun of her sexuality and appearance.
Finally, who would you like to see next on Questioning Lesbians?
I’d love reading about any lesfic authors! I don’t know nearly enough people 🙂