I wrote a guest blog for InDigest Mag last month about hybrids and the process of writing The Bugging Watch and Run:
What about a boy who is also a bug? Who loves a girl who is also a corpse? Or an adolescent wannabe-cowgirl in Hong Kong who’s hellbent on becoming an American singing sensation? Or the older American kidnapper who’s hellbent on fucking her? This is the way stories begin for me, with characters. What initiates the birth of these characters is a mystery—a poster of a blonde Chinese girl in a Hong Kong video rental shop, or the terrible but catchy sentimental song, “Beside You,” on Iggy Pop’s flop American Caesar. It is the creak in the stage you hear during every day’s performance, something given-up that wants to be again.