Kate Braverman
Kate Braverman
Kate Bravermanis an American novelist, short story writer, and poet. She was raised in Los Angeles, which is the focus for much of her writing...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
CountryUnited States of America
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I find women as writers and as characters are operating within narrow confines. They inherit a kind of ghetto of the soul. I'm trying to enlarge the spectrum.
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Falling in love with landscapes is what L.A. women do. It doesn't necessarily imply betrothal or marriage.
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I've written books as acts of discovery: things I need to know and that I need to touch. And it's very dangerous work to deal with the most toxic internal elements... I feel like Madame Curie at my computer. I feel like I should be hemorrhaging from my eyes and ears.
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You don't just leave Los Angeles. Such a departure requires magical intervention. You can't simply purchase a ticket to another destination. You must disappear.
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Unfortunately, the more chaotic the society, the greater is the desire for conservative, nonconfrontational art.
I'm manic-depressive, technically bi-polar II with many borderline features.
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Male critics and men in the publishing industry want from their women writers what they want from their wives. I'm interested in presenting characters that are more challenging, threatening, complicated and unpredictable.
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There's a bizarre prejudice that exists in the New York publishing establishment that any work outside the tri-state area is being done by trained chimpanzees, that geography screens out sensibility. There's an idea that all Los Angeles writing is about the movie industry, that it's vulgar, shallow and banal.
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Just being in a room with myself is almost more stimulation than I can bear.
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I believed in immaculate conception and spontaneous combustion. I believed in aliens from outer space and vampires, prophecy, and the resurrection of the dead. I had deja vu many times each day. I was thirteen.
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I know California isn't a real destination. You can't get there from New Jersey, not simply by following a line drawn on a map. The process of arrival is more subtle and complex. It involves acts of contrition. You must appease the gods. You must find novel forms of penance. You must tattoo your children and look at the wonder. It's about conjuring and awakening and intuitions you wish you never had.
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Women have waited millions of years, growing separate as another species, with visions and priorities no man-words, no man-measurements can comprehend.
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All my friends are artists, so I am used to collective agony as a mode.
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All good writing is built one good line at a time. You build a novel the same way you do a pyramid. One word, one stone at a time, underneath a full moon while the fingers bleed.