{"id":1374,"date":"2010-03-09T14:43:00","date_gmt":"2010-03-09T22:43:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/?p=1374"},"modified":"2025-02-27T11:06:33","modified_gmt":"2025-02-27T19:06:33","slug":"matt-bell","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/matt-bell\/","title":{"rendered":"Issue 65: Matt Bell"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"gb-container gb-container-99b67295\">\n<div class=\"gb-grid-wrapper gb-grid-wrapper-dd3264a0\">\n<div class=\"gb-grid-column gb-grid-column-e0d908e0\"><div class=\"gb-container gb-container-e0d908e0\">\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" src=\"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/09\/KRAi-AA0-300x300-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1375\" srcset=\"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/09\/KRAi-AA0-300x300-1.jpg 300w, https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/09\/KRAi-AA0-300x300-1-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"gb-headline gb-headline-04bf84a4 gb-headline-text\">About Matt Bell<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>Matt Bell is the author of How They Were Found, forthcoming in Fall 2010 from Keyhole Press, as well as a novella, The Collectors, and a chapbook of short fiction, How the Broken Lead the Blind. His fiction appears or is upcoming in magazines such as Conjunctions, American Short Fiction, Hayden\u2019s Ferry Review, Gulf Coast, and Unsaid. He is also the editor of the online journal The Collagist.<\/p>\n\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n<div class=\"gb-grid-column gb-grid-column-b621e6a1\"><div class=\"gb-container gb-container-b621e6a1\">\n\n<h2 class=\"gb-headline gb-headline-d4851750 gb-headline-text\">A Profile of the Author<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Notes on \u201cThe Receiving Tower\u201d<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThe Receiving Tower\u201d is a story set in a vague future but written in a diction and syntax meant to seem older, a stylistic pattern in my work which may have originated with this story but which has followed me throughout much of this past year\u2019s writing. Once the language of the piece was underway\u2014once the first sentences were written well enough that they could start pointing me toward what the next progression of sentences would look and sound like\u2014then other supporting choices followed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>For instance, by the end of the first day\u2019s writing I had decided on using Scottish names for all the characters, in an attempt to make the story feel foreign and estranged from our own day-to-day America (an idea I got from reading Brian Evenson, who often uses wonderfully disorienting character names, although I wouldn\u2019t necessarily claim he picks his for the same reasons as me). The captain is the only character who remains nameless, both to distance him and to again make him seem like a character from an older tale\u2014I wanted him and the other soldiers to feel like American civil war types, and so I set them in the harsh arctic setting, populated their days with a distant commander, a far-off war, a preoccupation with rations and coded messengers and constant accusations of treason. Even though they\u2019re on land, trapped in their tower surrounded by expanses of ice and snow, I meant for the story to always feel confined, the far north setting framing Maon and his fellow soldiers like a band of would-be mutineers stuck aboard a ship lost at sea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I also divided the story into small, numbered sections to add a journal-like feel to the story, even though the first person narratives within aren\u2019t journal entries. I hoped this (very slight) confusion of forms would somehow complicate the ground truth of the narration by letting this diary-like sense make the story seem \u201ctrue\u201d even as Maon\u2019s failing memories in the body of the story simultaneously make his telling of the story seem increasingly false.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Most of this I didn\u2019t know about until I\u2019d been working on this story for weeks, long after it already had a beginning, middle, and end. This was a story that started with a single image\u2014the meteors falling through the northern lights over the tower\u2014and absolutely nothing else. Discovering the rest of the story required dozens of iterations of key scenes and images and individual sentences, all of which required a lot of meticulous attention combined with an openness to revision and rewriting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Notes on Reading<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>I get haunted by books, by novels and collections and poems and stories in magazines and snippets of fact or fiction that I pick up from web sites. For instance, a certain story will need to be read over and over, like Matthew Derby\u2019s \u201cThe Sound Gun,\u201d which \u201cThe Receiving Tower\u201d certainly owes some debt to. Similarly, a certain book might need to stay close at hand, not necessarily to be read again in full but rather dipped into, as if to resample whatever it was in the book that affected me so much. I\u2019ve reread Michael Kimball\u2019s How Much of Us There Was and Robert Lopez\u2019s Kamby Bolongo Mean River over and over this past year, not in a linear fashion but in a quicker, partial fashion. Last year I did the same with Evenson\u2019s The Open Curtain, and the year before that it was Ander Monson\u2019s essay collection Neck Deep and Other Predicaments and Charles Jensen\u2019s chapbook of poetry The Strange Case of Maribel Dixon. I\u2019ve read Sam Lipsyte\u2019s Home Land every year since it came out, as I have with Denis Johnson\u2019s Jesus\u2019 Son for as long as I\u2019ve known about it. Dennis Cooper\u2019s Guide is so ingrained in my being that I can right now reach for my copy of it and open it directly to my favorite sentence, there on page 77, just before the halfway point of the page.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>These are some of the ways in which my reading makes me the writer I am: The best words and sentences and paragraphs and even whole fictions tunnel inside me, and only the fever of making something new\u2014of making the right something new\u2014can get them back out. I wouldn\u2019t have it any other way.<\/p>\n\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n<div class=\"gb-grid-column gb-grid-column-7e6c16e8\"><div class=\"gb-container gb-container-7e6c16e8\">\n\n<div class=\"gb-grid-wrapper gb-grid-wrapper-d47361dc gb-query-loop-wrapper\">\n<div class=\"gb-grid-column gb-grid-column-ed2ade5b gb-query-loop-item post-3184 post type-post status-publish format-standard has-post-thumbnail hentry category-featured-work\"><div class=\"gb-container gb-container-ed2ade5b\">\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"220\" height=\"330\" src=\"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/08\/issue65.jpg\" alt=\"Issue 65\" class=\"wp-image-697\" srcset=\"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/08\/issue65.jpg 220w, https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/08\/issue65-200x300.jpg 200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 220px) 100vw, 220px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n<h2 class=\"gb-headline gb-headline-5ba7eb8c gb-headline-text\"><a href=\"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/the-receiving-tower-by-matt-bell\/\">&#8220;The Receiving Tower&#8221; by Matt Bell<\/a><\/h2>\n\n<p class=\"gb-headline gb-headline-196b72c8 gb-headline-text\"><time class=\"entry-date published\" datetime=\"2022-01-31T15:46:39-08:00\">January 31, 2022<\/time><\/p>\n\n\n<\/div><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n<\/div><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"gb-shapes\"><div class=\"gb-shape gb-shape-1\"><svg xmlns=\"http:\/\/www.w3.org\/2000\/svg\" viewBox=\"0 0 1200 211.2\" preserveAspectRatio=\"none\"><path d=\"M600 188.4C321.1 188.4 84.3 109.5 0 0v211.2h1200V0c-84.3 109.5-321.1 188.4-600 188.4z\"\/><\/svg><\/div><\/div><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":25234,"featured_media":1375,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"wpo365_audiences":[],"wpo365_private":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[10,12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1374","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-profiles","category-table-of-content"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1374"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/25234"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1374"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1374\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":38278,"href":"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1374\/revisions\/38278"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1375"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1374"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1374"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/test-inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1374"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}