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There are dozens of emails daily, gardening, lots of dishes (where do all these dishes come from?), daily family emergencies, and, of course, the petting of the donkeys. The smell of donkeys is heavenly, and their he-honking is the sweetest music. I feel calm just thinking about them.

Bonnie Jo Campbell

That’s where I live, a junkyard in a neighborhood of junkyards. We have three tractors from the 1940s and ’50s, several old pickup trucks, and a pile of scrap metal.
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Three Tractors Truck
The natural world is the place into which all my characters have to situate themselves in order to be who they really are, and that makes my rural fiction feel different from a lot of urban fiction.
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Character Function Order Themselves Urban
Drugs and drinking affect every family I know, country and city, middle-class and poor.
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Class Country Drinking
I can’t personally drink or fight too much nowadays because I have to be perky in the morning in order to write.
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Fighting Morning Writing
You can’t beat a good sonnet, and you can write a sonnet without being married to the damned thing.
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Beats Married Writing
I think by writing about a place with great specificity, you manage to make it universal.
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Specificity Thinking Writing
For ‘King Cole’s American Salvage,’ I rode around in the wrecker with a local driver and watched him deal with customers and hook up the cars.
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Car Hook Kings Love Watched
I like living near my family, and near the people I understand the best. The landscape of Michigan speaks to me, and the humility and humor of the people here makes sense. It just feels right to live here, in a place where I don’t dare put on airs.
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Humility Landscape People Speak
There are dozens of emails daily, gardening, lots of dishes (where do all these dishes come from?), daily family emergencies, and, of course, the petting of the donkeys. The smell of donkeys is heavenly, and their he-honking is the sweetest music. I feel calm just thinking about them.
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Daily Donkeys Emergency Gardening Smell
I was just about to earn my Master’s along the way, but I knew something was wrong because I found myself crying all the time.
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Crying Found Master Nobody Something Tell
I always felt a weird obligation to be adventurous.
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Adventurous Felt Obligation
Since I’m living with the violence and trouble in my brain, it’s kind of a relief to write about it, to get it on paper, to put it in context, to find meaning in it.
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Context Meaning Trouble Violence
As a writer, I can live somewhat independently, occupying nooks and crannies and finding meaning there. I can even live in my mind a good portion of most days.
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Findings Mind Portions
When I was little, we lived on 8 acres and my mom had a horse. But when I was 7, my mom kicked my dad out, and then in order to feed us five kids, she got critters cheap or for free and raised them for food.
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Dad Horse Kicked Kids Mom Order
That’s why I have to be a fiction writer, because I can’t remember what just happened or where I went last week or what movie I just watched with my husband. I’m better off just making things up.
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Fiction Husband Lasts
I loved writing for the school newspaper. I liked to report and interview people, but I really liked to write columns, funny columns.
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People School Writing

There are dozens of emails daily, gardening, lots of dishes (where do all these dishes come from?), daily family emergencies, and, of course, the petting of the donkeys. The smell of donkeys is heavenly, and their he-honking is the sweetest music. I feel calm just thinking about them.

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