Review/Q&A: Alethea Black on ‘Lovely,’ faith & fiction, essays & cutting to bone
I can only speak for myself, but there’s something about writing at night that feels . . . sneaky. There’s an outlaw quality to it, combined, oddly enough, with a sense of being safe. It has an anaerobic, subterranean feel; it’s as if I’m working beneath the soil, toiling in secret, trying to cultivate something hidden and occult.—Alethea Black, “Essay to be Read at 3 a.m” I Knew You’d Be Lovely by Alethea Black. Broadway Books, 238 pp. I read …