And it’s interesting that the writing I tend to think of as “good” is good because it’s mysterious. It tends to happen when I get out of the way—when I let it go a little bit, I surprise myself. I feel most pleased with my language when I don’t understand it completely.

Yann Martell’s Life of Pi is a beautiful piece about the nature of humanity and our need for stories. The work of Magical Realist writers, such as Gabriel Garcia Marquez and Angela Carter, are full of spiritual purpose. One of my recent favourites is The Snow Child by Eowyn Ivey which bridges the gap between the everyday and the spiritual in a trul