What is your working title of your book?
Prison
Terms: Poems
Where
did the idea come from for the book?
From having spent eighteen years in Medium
Security running a volunteer writing workshop
What
genre does your book fall under?
Poetry
Which
actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?
Not Patty Duke. Not Karen Valentine. I know several guys who would love to play themselves, and I am sorry we've lost Bill McKenzie, a former student who went on to act in the movie Skeleton Key and in episodes of Crossing Jordan and ER. He always wanted to have his own story told, was working on the script in L.A. workshops when he died.
What
is the one-sentence synopsis of your book?
Diane
Kendig spent four months in a men’s Medium Security Prison, spread over 18
years, and wrote these poems about time served.
Will
your book be self-published or represented by an agency?
What? I’m a poet; I
don’t quite get this question, the part about an agency, anyhow. And I don't have the courage of self-publishing. I am working on finding a publisher for this and my other book, Speaking of Maria Blanchard.
How
long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?
28 years or so, sort
of like a word a day, while I was writing my previous book, The Places We Find Ourselves, and grading
papers and taking care of family….
What
other books would you compare this story to within your genre?
Joe Bruchac’s There Are No Trees Inside a Prison, a
1980s chapbook I have always kept near, combined with The Lives of the Saints.
Who
or what inspired you to write this book?
The
courage of incarcerated men and their families to survive this
brutal, overused, underfunded U.S. institution.
What
else about your book might pique the reader's interest?
In addition to me and
my people, it includes historical figures who prevailed over and through the
prison experience: Mandela, 19th century Joseph Palmer, Lefcadio
Hearn, Marie Laveau….Maybe this one poem about Marie Laveau, the voodoo queen
of New Orleans, who visited and assisted men in prison there:
MARIE LAVEAU AT THE PRISON, 1850’s
She did
death row, the sister they never had,
trying
at first her set-free spell.
But
when Adam and Deslisle slipped
right
through the noose, in front of the town,
they
were hauled back and hanged again.
She
moved on to her poisoned gumbo routine.
They
died on the floor the night before hanging,
right
after dinner. Antoine Cambre, a wealthy
Creole,
chose
to go in the throes of her okra,
shrimp,
ham, cayenne. His own private agony.
One,
just once, she saved someone: a rich man
rescued
at the edge of the gallows
by a
galloping horseman with the governor’s pardon.
So
Marie’d learned the prison trick:
you
need money and magic to live.
Tagging: Julie Williams, Rebecca Hardcastle, and Don Cellini.
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