{"id":2113,"date":"2012-03-20T00:15:09","date_gmt":"2012-03-19T22:15:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.somethingwicked.co.za\/?p=2113"},"modified":"2012-03-20T01:16:07","modified_gmt":"2012-03-19T23:16:07","slug":"writers-cornered-peter-damien","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/2012\/03\/20\/writers-cornered-peter-damien\/","title":{"rendered":"Writers Cornered: Peter Damien"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\">interview by Vianne Venter<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-945\" title=\"TitleUnderline\" src=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/TitleUnderline.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"350\" height=\"13\" srcset=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/TitleUnderline.jpg 350w, https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/TitleUnderline-300x11.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/><\/h3>\n<table border=\"0\" cellspacing=\"5\" cellpadding=\"5\" width=\"85%\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td width=\"75%\" align=\"left\" valign=\"top\"><\/td>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\" width=\"50%\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-2103\" title=\"Peter-Damien\" src=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/Peter-Damien.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"200\" height=\"254\" \/><br \/>\n<a title=\"Something Wicked #19 (March 2012)\" href=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazines\/something-wicked-19-march-2012\/\">From Issue 19 (Mar 2012)<\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Where is home?<\/em><\/strong><br \/>\nHome at the moment is Northern  Minnesota, United States. In a few weeks, though, we load up the billions of  books and kids and head on out to Washington, on the west coast. Partially  because I very much miss the ocean and the mountains, but also because fighting  the Wolves and Woolly Mammoths in Minnesota every winter is <em>exhausting<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Do you write full time?<\/em><\/strong><br \/>\nI do! When my first son was  born, nearly five years ago, I started staying at home and writing. Harder than  I expected, writing full time, but it IS better than the alternatives, although  you can&#8217;t convince me of that on the bad days.<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>What inspired this story?<\/em><\/strong><br \/>\nIt started as a creative  exercise, and expanded from there. Here&#8217;s how it happened: my absolute favorite  band in the world is Nightwish. A few years ago, they did a song for the  soundtrack of a movie. They made a music video, using footage from the film  itself. Here&#8217;s the music  video:\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=smiFk6KHr_8 \" target=\"_blank\">http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=smiFk6KHr_8 <\/a><br \/>\nThe creative exercise was that  I tried to take the scenes present in that music video and find a pattern to  them, create a story for them. I deliberately avoided looking up the film or  learning anything more about it than was present in just that video clip.<br \/>\nOf course, no story stays with  just its inspiration. It went on from there. I think the story and the video  kind of work together. If you take them as a whole, they augment each other.  (The song was on nearly endless repeat while I wrote the story.) Later on,  after the story had been finished and gone out into the world, I looked up the  film and discovered that I was a billion miles away from <em>their<\/em> story. That made me happier  still. (Mostly for fun, there are various other Nightwish references in the  story. But I&#8217;ll leave it to someone else to spot them.)<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Tell us about creating a blind protagonist. (Why and where  the idea came from, as well as how you set about creating her world.)<\/em><\/strong><br \/>\nIn my first attempt at the  story, she wasn&#8217;t blind. That was okay, I suppose, but I&#8217;m always looking for  ways to push the stories and ideas just a <em>bit<\/em> further.  There have been an uncountable number of horror stories about a pretty young  woman being menaced by a murderous nutjob. You&#8217;ve read it, I&#8217;ve read it, so  what&#8217;s the point in rehashing it? Quite why I settled on her being <em>blind <\/em>as opposed to anything else, I don&#8217;t  remember now. It made her stand out a little more, gave the story some of the  energy I needed to push through it.<\/p>\n<p>Actually <em>writing <\/em>her proved to be a good deal more  difficult. Occasionally, I find myself writing an element into a story which in  my head I&#8217;ve constructed for film, or for comic books. Even now, quite some  time after having written this story about Charlotte, I can still see some of  the panels and layouts and pieces of artwork that I would have been aiming for,  had this been a comic. I can still see the transitional shots, had it been  film. That was frustrating, to convey those transitions between her worlds, and  to make it clear within the flow of the text that sometimes she couldn&#8217;t see,  and sometimes she could. I mean without writing SHE CAN SEE NOW YOU GUYS  periodically throughout the story. I wasn&#8217;t sure it worked, the gradual shift  between which senses she was using most at any given moment. I wasn&#8217;t sure it  would make sense, but it didn&#8217;t seem to have bothered anyone but me. Isn&#8217;t that  how it <em>always<\/em> is, with  writers?<\/p>\n<p>As for creating her world, the  snowy landscape she and her boyfriend drive through&#8230;there&#8217;s this beautiful  stretch through Montana of long highways, surrounded by trees and hills. The  road goes on for ages, rising and falling as the landscape changes. In the  snow, it&#8217;s spectacular. But I was careful not to do any research and just to  recall my own memories and visuals from driving through there. That&#8217;s what is  important, after all. Anyone who has access to Google Earth can go find out the  precise topology of the region.<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>How did the story evolve? Did you know where it was going  from the outset, or was Charlotte\u2019s journey also a journey of discovery for  you?<\/em><\/strong><br \/>\nThe story itself went through  four &#8216;drafts&#8217;. I&#8217;m hesitant to think of them as proper drafts, though. I&#8217;m no  good at those. What happens is, I start the story and write it for a few (or a  lot) of pages, and then suddenly go &#8220;This doesn&#8217;t work,&#8221; and scrap it  and start over. I did that a few times. I knew the basic elements. I knew  Simon&#8217;s murder-plot, his plan to drive across the country. It arose from my own  irritation watching shows I find pretty dimwitted, all those crime shows about  sassy crime-solvin&#8217; cop-teams who have Catchphrases and Techno Music and stuff.  Also, like any writer, I spend too much time thinking up clever ways to commit  crimes I never plan to commit (EVER PLAN TO COMMIT, law enforcement officials  reading this interview).<\/p>\n<p>It was realizing she was blind  that set the story going at full speed. It gave me not only the tools and ideas  to shift between the two worlds, but gave me something to talk about and think  about.<\/p>\n<p>I knew the ending from the  outset. I almost always know the ending, but not in any grand and useful sense.  I knew that she would wind up dying, that Eric would wind up having been more  than a memory, that there was a sunflower field waiting for her, and so forth.  But I didn&#8217;t know anything useful, like <em>why <\/em>Simon  would kill her, or <em>what<\/em> she would  do to try to free herself. All of that is pretty much scene by scene for me. I  write the one bit, and can see that it leads to this next bit. Eventually I  realize what&#8217;s going to happen to cause the ending. Occasionally, when it  happens, the ending falls to bits and a new one appears. I never mind  that.<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Who are your writing influences?<\/em><\/strong><br \/>\nI think like any writer, my  influences are too many to count. How do I limit them, so I can talk about  them? I&#8217;m influenced by watching people in the world around me interacting.  Influenced watching excellent TV and movies and books, wishing I could do a  work half as well. Influenced by <em>rubbish<\/em> art,  which I want to pick up and re-write until they aren&#8217;t quite so stupid.<\/p>\n<p>Music has a tremendous  influence on my writing, and my way of thinking. Nightwish and Alice Cooper  have had a great effect on how I work. Alice Cooper, particularly, has been  shaping how I view myself as a working artist since I was thirteen years old or  so. And then there are other bands like My Chemical Romance and Thea Gilmore.  Listening to intelligent music sometimes leads to intelligent stories.  Sometimes it just leads to me being annoying and singing around the house.<\/p>\n<p>I read a great deal. Listing  authors who have an effect on me would be unbearable, the list would just go on  for ages. My short story work is strongly influenced by Joe Hill &#8212; who  reprogrammed how I wrote, when I read <em>20th  Century Ghosts<\/em> and realized I could do longer, slower, more  literary stories that still had a fantastic and horror element to them. The  book found me at the right time. Recently, I&#8217;ve just discovered Margaret Atwood  and John Irving and gone &#8220;Oh, I can work like <em>that<\/em> if I want&#8230;&#8221; Whenever I&#8217;m bogged down, I  turn to Neil Gaiman and Harlan Ellison, whose work I not only love but who  convince me to just&#8230;get on with it.<\/p>\n<p>All of that said&#8230;I think  every artist has what I think of as patron saints, little angels and devils  sitting on their shoulders. Artists whose presence is\u00a0indelibly\u00a0on  everything they do. For me, it&#8217;s Alan Moore &#8212; who has had a tremendous effect  on my writing, my work ethic, my politics, my interest in the occult and what  I&#8217;m willing to believe, my approach to day-to-day life, and my tendency to look  rather hairy. And also Hayao Miyazaki, the Japanese animator, who has just as  big an effect on my life, work, beliefs, and politics as Alan Moore does.<\/p>\n<p>Boy, thank goodness I kept  that answer short, eh?<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>How do you manage to maintain your writing output with two  boys in the house?<\/em><\/strong><br \/>\nTo be perfectly frank&#8230;I  don&#8217;t. I don&#8217;t know how people do it, those people who have several kids and  still manage to get work done, keep up on the dishes, and stay in shape and  also be well-groomed. Particularly as the boys get older, I find it nearly  impossible to do any sort of writing work when they&#8217;re awake. And when they go  to bed, I oftentimes either nod off myself, or just sit on the couch and  vibrate gently as the tension of the day radiates off me. I work slower than I  ever have. But I <em>am<\/em> still  working. One big trick is that I keep agreeing to things. Deadlines and actual  Grown Ups expecting work from you is a huge motivator to get your ass in  gear.<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Are you working on anything right now?<\/em><\/strong><br \/>\nIndeedy. I sporadically write  book reviews and articles for SFSignal.com and for <em>The Future Fire<\/em> magazine. I have two or three short stories  in various stages of completion. The one taking up all my time right now is  called <em>Frost<\/em> at the moment  and is set in the Sahara desert. Unlike the Montana road I mentioned above, for <em>this<\/em> story I&#8217;m being very  precise about location. It&#8217;s a pretty\u00a0solitary\u00a0little road through  the Sahara and it serves me well to pay attention to it. Google Earth is a gem.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m also writing a novel (who  isn&#8217;t?) very slowly. I&#8217;m not a natural novelist. Short stories are more my  area. It comes along slowly, though. It&#8217;s called <em>The Man on the Shore<\/em>, has three characters and one small  boat and is the sort of novel that<em> Misery<\/em> or <em>Cujo<\/em> kind of is. But I don&#8217;t  want to say too much, because it might all collapse.<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Where might we find more of your work?<\/em><\/strong><br \/>\nFor  ease of use, I try to keep a running bibliography of my work on my web-site, <a href=\"http:\/\/peterdamien.com\/\">peterdamien.com<\/a> &#8230;although I need  to be better about updating it. I also spend far, far too much time on Twitter  (@peterdamien ) so I suppose someone could always go on there and say &#8220;Hey  turkey! What else ya got!&#8221; and I&#8217;d send them links. The links would  probably just go to rude pictures, though, so that might not work out&#8230;<\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-1020\" title=\"caticon-stalking\" src=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/caticon-stalking.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"75\" height=\"45\" \/><br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-966\" title=\"blackline\" src=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/blackline1-300x7.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"7\" srcset=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/blackline1-300x7.jpg 300w, https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/blackline1.jpg 325w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/h5>\n<table border=\"0\" cellspacing=\"10\" cellpadding=\"0\" align=\"center\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\" align=\"center\" valign=\"top\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.somethingwicked.co.za\/products-page\/downloads\/something-wicked-18-february2012\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-953 alignleft\" title=\"PurchaseButton\" src=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/PurchaseButton.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"180\" height=\"24\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<td align=\"center\" valign=\"top\"><a href=\"http:\/\/weightlessbooks.com\/format\/magazine\/something-wicked-magazine-12-month-subscription\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-954 alignleft\" title=\"SubsBuyButton\" src=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/SubsBuyButton.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"180\" height=\"24\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p>[hana-code-insert name=&#8217;ArticleBlockOpen&#8217; \/]<\/p>\n<h2 class=\"art-postheader\" style=\"text-align: left;\">Vianne Venter<\/h2>\n<p><em><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-489\" title=\"Vhead\" src=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/Vhead.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"113\" height=\"150\" \/><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Vianne Venter<\/em> is a  freelance writer and sub-editor for various South African publications. She  served as story editor and sub for Something Wicked since its inception in  2005. She is also an artist and mother. She can communicate with inanimate  objects, but only if they\u2019re feeling chatty. In her spare time\u2026 oh, who are we  kidding? What spare time?<\/p>\n<p>[hana-code-insert name=&#8217;ArticleBlockClose&#8217; \/]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\">interview by Vianne Venter<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-945\" title=\"TitleUnderline\" src=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/TitleUnderline.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"350\" height=\"13\" srcset=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/TitleUnderline.jpg 350w, https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/TitleUnderline-300x11.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/><\/h3>\n<table border=\"0\" cellspacing=\"5\" cellpadding=\"5\" width=\"85%\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td width=\"75%\" valign=\"top\">\n<p>In my first attempt at the story, she wasn&#8217;t blind. That was okay, I suppose, but I&#8217;m always looking for ways to push the stories and ideas just a bit further. There have been an uncountable number of horror stories about a pretty young woman being menaced by a murderous nutjob. You&#8217;ve read it, I&#8217;ve read it, so what&#8217;s the point in rehashing it? Quite why I settled on her being blind as opposed to anything else, I don&#8217;t remember now. It made her stand out a little more, gave the story some of the energy I needed to push through it.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\" align=\"center\" valign=\"top\"><a href=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/CoverIssue19Kindle.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-1848\" title=\"CoverIssue19Kindle\" src=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/CoverIssue19Kindle-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a title=\"Something Wicked #19 (Mar 2012)\" href=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazines\/something-wicked-19-March-2012\/\"><span style=\"text-align: left;\">Issue 19 (Mar 2012)<\/span><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td width=\"75%\" valign=\"top\"><\/td>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\" align=\"center\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.somethingwicked.co.za\/products-page\/downloads\/something-wicked-19-march2012\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-953\" title=\"PurchaseButton\" src=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/PurchaseButton.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"180\" height=\"24\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/weightlessbooks.com\/format\/magazine\/something-wicked-magazine-12-month-subscription\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-954\" title=\"SubsBuyButton\" src=\"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/SubsBuyButton.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"180\" height=\"24\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[63,180,183,109,100],"class_list":["post-2113","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-interviews","tag-interview","tag-issue-19","tag-peter-damien","tag-vianne-venter","tag-writers-cornered"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2113","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2113"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2113\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2115,"href":"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2113\/revisions\/2115"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2113"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2113"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/somethingwicked.co.za\/magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2113"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}