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[Editor’s Note: Maik Strosahl is taking a rest, so I thought we’d revisit the interview he and I did on October 14, 2020.]Interview:
Maik Strosahl,
poet, encourager
...trucker?
Interviewed by Moristotle
Maik Strosahl’s exquisite first poem on Moristotle & Co. appeared here a week ago today, and the second was scheduled for today...until I suggested that we have an interview instead, because I just had to get to know more about the poet who wrote “Irises across the Floor.”
My questions arose from a short bio Maik sent me and from a reading of his first post on a blog he started last month. My questions are in italics.
By Maik Strosahl
A night spent in a truck sleeper birth is hardly still. You are constantly being woke by the tractor auto-starting (for heating, cooling, or just to charge the batteries), someone or something moving outside the truck (truck stops are never fully asleep), or even just the jostle of a strong wind. So, when the weather is more moderate and I am in a place where no traffic is coming and going, I like to take out the keys and just enjoy the quiet.
Tonight, that worked well until about midnight, when I woke in a sweat from the humidity. I resisted starting the truck for a while, first just tossing, then opening the window by my head for a little air, then finally giving in, going to the front, and turning the ignition.
For a bit of thin humor
By Paul Clark
(aka motomynd)
Following some commiseration from a friend who reminded me that people who really want to write will find a time to write, I sent an email explaining my situation...and it became a column – according to Moristotle, anyway.
For a bit of mutual thin humor about what happens to my writing schedule, here is a most recent example of life in microcosm.
...trucker?Interviewed by Moristotle
Maik Strosahl’s exquisite first poem on Moristotle & Co. appeared here a week ago today, and the second was scheduled for today...until I suggested that we have an interview instead, because I just had to get to know more about the poet who wrote “Irises across the Floor.”
My questions arose from a short bio Maik sent me and from a reading of his first post on a blog he started last month. My questions are in italics.
By Shirley Skufca Hickman
Our county of Tulare in California has had 3,000 cases of the coronavirus and 95 deaths. What have I been doing during this difficult time? I’ve made over 100 facemasks for our hospital, three cradle quilts to give to children at Christmas, and revised a romance novel. I’m also writing a book about my days at Cal Poly and my involvement in the Civil Rights Movement.
In the flow
Interviewed by Moristotle
I’ve now edited Ed’s four self-published novels, his self-published collection of childhood stories, and dozens of his essays, poems, and fictional pieces for Moristotle & Co. And his fifth novel, which I’m editing now, is the best yet, I think. That is to say, I’ve had years now to admire his fluency in getting ideas and stories down in words. And, in the case of his novels, I’d go beyond saying I “admire” Ed’s ability to saying I “marvel” at it. For having tried my own hand at writing a novel (and not coming up with much), it’s beyond me to comprehend how Ed does it. How does he make up long, intricate, believable, satisfying stories?
One way to find out, of course, is to ask Ed, hoping that he isn’t himself at a loss to know how he does it. My questions are in italics.
