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PATIENT: ERIN BALES ILLNESS: WRITER When did you start writing? Why did you pick the genre you write it? I’ve written for as long as I can remember, but I started writing seriously only recently. In my mind, writing was always a fallback, something I imagined I would be good at if I ever tried. It was my secret ambition -- the one that I was afraid to try at because what if I failed? But I eventually realized that not trying to live my dream was basically the same as not having a dream at all, and that’s when I applied to the MFA program at Seton Hill. As for my genre, I write speculative fiction because I love chasing the what-if. I like taking the real world and turning it on its ear to see what it looks like from a different perspective. I gravitate toward epic fantasy because I love big stories, massive tales that span continents, where the fate of the world (or at least the fate of those living in it) is at stake. Also, magic is cool. Where you get your ideas fro


PATIENT: CARLA ANDERTON ILLNESS: RIPPER-LIKE TENDACIES     How do I sleep at night? Not well…   More often than not, when I tell people – particularly my community college students – that I’m an expert on Jack the Ripper, I get at least a handful of strange, bemused looks. I’m never surprised by it. Despite the fact that Jack the Ripper is perhaps the most infamous serial killer of all time, the study of his crimes has a name – Ripperology – and has spawned an entire industry devoted to discovering “whodunnit,” it remains an unusual and admittedly morbid period of history with which to be engrossed.   And I am that, thoroughly engrossed. Since my earliest encounter with the spectre of the Ripper on a “Jack the Ripper Walking Tour” in 1995, I’ve been fascinated by the man and the myth. I’ve read perhaps every reputable book on the subject, and a few that were less than credible. I’ve heard all the pet theories, ranging from the believable to the absurd, as to the identi


PATIENT: K. CERES WRIGHT ILLNESS: WRITER When did you start writing? Why did you pick the genre you write in? I always received good grades in English in school, but it wasn't my favorite subject. Math was my favorite. But I was working as a credit analyst for an insurance company in the mid-nineties, and the company had been hemorrhaging money for a few years and decided to lay off people. So in order to relieve some of the stress I was undergoing, I began writing. I wrote a science fiction story about my coworkers and they thought it was hilarious. So I sent it to some publishers, and it was quickly rejected. One editor wrote, "Character development?" on the first page, so I assumed that meant something. In school, I never really was taught how to write a story, only how to analyze one...metaphors, allegories, themes, and the like. But I discovered that I liked writing stories, so I kept at it. I had become hooked on reading science fiction since about the fourt


PATIENT:  Stephanie M. Wytovich ILLNESS: Poet SYMPTIOMS: Insomnia, possession, hallucinations, hysteria STATUS: Insane, dangerous and delightfully mad NOTES: I didn't pick poetry. Poetry picked me. Ever since I was little, if I didn't write for a few days, I'd start to feel this ache in my chest that told me I was depressing my creativity. Lately, I've been doing nothing but working on my novel, yet that ache has been eating at me for the past couple of hours. I've come to recognize this feeling and got to know it very well, for now I only get it when a poem is inside of me, and I'm ignoring its words. So as a slave to the pain, I bring tonight's musings to the MADHOUSE, because after all, it is madness that drives me to the page night after night.  Stay Scared, Stephanie M. Wytovich EVIDENCE: "Phantom Beat" I gave my heart away, Signed away the rights and Yet I can still feel the phantom beat In my chest, Reminding


PATIENT: ROSE BLACKTHORN ILLNESS: WRITER   When did you start writing? Why did you pick the genre you write it?   When I was in my mid to late teens, I lived with my grandparents in an area that was pretty rural. They owned several acres that were nothing but fields, and I used to just walk around in those fields by myself, telling myself stories. I don’t know how long I did that before it occurred to me if I was to write them down, then I could come back and read them again later. So really, that’s when I consider the start of my writing. They were just stories, daydreams meant for my own entertainment. Then as time went on, I let some of my friends read some of what I’d written. That’s when I realized that other people might get some enjoyment out of my little flights of fancy. I went through a very intense period where all I was writing was poetry/song lyrics, and would stay up half the night being very ‘artistic’ and ‘in touch with my emotions’. Good thing I grew out of t