In this ongoing series, we ask SF/F authors to describe a specialty in their lives that has nothing (or very little) to do with writing. Join us as we discover what draws authors to their various hobbies, how they fit into their daily lives, and how and they inform the author’s literary identity!
Dancers don’t talk about the blood. When a hyperactive little girl declares herself a ballerina, no real one takes her pointe shoes off to peel back the red-soaked tights and show you what friction does to skin. She won’t show you how she heats a paperclip with a Zippo to melt hole in her toenails and let the pressure off. Ballet is beautiful, but it isn’t pretty. Dancers look ethereal by being strong. And by not eating. Not eating is a big part of it.