Love Out of Bounds
On Motherhood, Madness & Creativity
My eyes are hot, then wet, my tears like someone else’s. I am writing into my first novel, imagining the point-of-view of the brother, Doren, who struggles with schizophrenia. Alone in my studio in a fifth floor walk-up in Hoboken, New Jersey, I look out onto the hills festooned with crumbling tenement buildings, straining to get inside the character of Doren, to be him.