{"id":1390,"date":"2010-09-10T12:01:00","date_gmt":"2010-09-10T19:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/?p=1390"},"modified":"2025-02-27T10:56:23","modified_gmt":"2025-02-27T18:56:23","slug":"katie-cortese","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/katie-cortese\/","title":{"rendered":"Issue 66: Katie Cortese"},"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-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1009\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/09\/cortese-e1510012223530-1009x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1391\" srcset=\"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/09\/cortese-e1510012223530-1009x1024.jpg 1009w, https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/09\/cortese-e1510012223530-296x300.jpg 296w, https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/09\/cortese-e1510012223530-768x779.jpg 768w, https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/09\/cortese-e1510012223530-1513x1536.jpg 1513w, https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/09\/cortese-e1510012223530.jpg 1681w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 1009px) 100vw, 1009px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"gb-headline gb-headline-04bf84a4 gb-headline-text\">About Katie Cortese<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>Katie Cortese received an MFA in Fiction Writing in 2006 from Arizona State University and is currently pursuing a PhD in Creative Writing at Florida State University. For fiction and poetry she has earned several Swarthout Awards and two Sonoran Prizes, and her work is published or forthcoming in PANK, Passages North, The Superstition Review, The Ampersand Review, NANOfiction, St. Ann\u2019s Review, Zone 3, The Comstock Review, Zahir, Willow Springs, and NewSouth. Currently, she edits The Southeast Review out of FSU, and is at work on a novel set in Italy and Boston in the early 1900s.<\/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 \u201cInternational Cooking for Beginners\u201d<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>I think the first inkling of \u201cInternational Cooking for Beginners\u201d came from a class on fiction writing that I taught at Arizona State University. One of my students was a little older than the rest of the class, and he had a hardened look about him. He dressed simply in dark t-shirts and jeans, and was unfailingly polite, but his voice was craggy and smoke-tinged, and he rarely smiled. He wasn\u2019t a big guy by any means, but he was solid, compact. The definition of tough. I was struck by the corded muscles that stood out in his forearms and their tattoos, green, time-blurred shapes that intertwined with each other. Thinking back now though, I\u2019m not sure if there were any tattoos, or how many there might have been. My mind might have just inserted them because it seems like they should have been there. I tend to do that, embellish the past with invented details that make it seem more interesting. In fact, I guess I consider it my job as a fiction writer to smudge that thin line between \u201cfact\u201d and \u201cfiction.\u201d In any case, this student made an impression on me, and that was before I\u2019d seen any of his writing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>After he turned in his first story, I realized he\u2019d had a life before entering my classroom. And of course this was something I knew about my students, something I still know, that everyone has a history. Everyone comes from somewhere and is shaped by the things they\u2019ve done\u2014or haven\u2019t done, but wish they had. But this was one of the first times it hit me viscerally. His experiences were so far from mine. He was writing fiction, of course, not autobiography, but he was an expert in areas I\u2019d only ever seen, distorted, on television or the silver screen. Those areas included prison (he once set the class straight on the key differences between prison and jail) and drugs, and he challenged my writing aesthetics in remarkable and unexpected ways because his prose wasn\u2019t just interesting content-wise, it was damn good writing, too. He went to Columbia for an MFA after marking time in my class\u2014must be close to finishing up there now\u2014so I\u2019m not the only one who was impressed by his work. In any case, it was thinking of this student combined with a desire to write something set in Saratoga Springs, New York, where I\u2019d done my undergraduate degree, that resulted in \u201cInternational Cooking for Beginners.\u201d My student is not faithfully transcribed in the character of Arthur, but impressions of my student certainly informed Arthur\u2019s initial development. The story required a considerable amount of research and imagination, too. For one thing, while I love to bake and am a champion eater, I don\u2019t consider myself all that great a cook.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>This story was a departure from my previous work in that it depended a lot on form, but the way those two disparate ideas from my past (my student and my college town) had to ferment awhile before I could connect them and get a sense of the logic they might make in proximity to each other, that mystical sort of synaptic accident is pretty typical of the way I work.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Notes on Reading<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>My longtime affections as a reader are divided pretty equally between Margaret Atwood, Barbara Kingsolver, Stephen King, and Shakespeare. But that doesn\u2019t begin to cover the writers I\u2019ve fallen in love with over the years, the ones that make me want to stop reading in the middle of a sentence so I can go revise a story a little further, or pull another one out of the air. I\u2019m a constant reader and I don\u2019t leave the house without a book. I like it when a book makes me forget the time and the year, when the story becomes much more real than the green couch I\u2019m curled up on or the steaming coffee on the end table. The Poisonwood Bible does that to me, The Handmaid\u2019s Tale and The Blind Assassin, The Stand, It and The Eye of the Dragon. My mother made me start memorizing speeches from Romeo and Juliet when I was three years old; I still remember parts of them. And in the second or third grade, my father read me The Hobbit in its entirety over the course of what must have been several hundred bedtimes. Every day I\u2019m more and more grateful that my parents gave me that gift: a hunger for language.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ron Carlson says in his book on craft that reading and writing are different activities because one is reactive and one is creative. He also says \u201cyou have to do one in order to do the other,\u201d and I absolutely believe that. I go back to my favorite short stories again and again. \u201cThe Point\u201d by Charles D\u2019Ambrosio, \u201cBrownies\u201d by Z.Z. Packer, \u201cWhite Angel\u201d by Michael Cunningham, \u201cMarzipan\u201d by Aimee Bender. I\u2019m drawn to books with young narrators figuring out how to survive the transition to adulthood like Margo Rabb\u2019s Cures for Heartbreak, which is a funny, quirky and cringingly honest book I\u2019m always recommending to people. I\u2019m also drawn to books so complicated, so intricate and sweeping, that I\u2019m reminded of how much I still have to learn. Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer is one of those, or David Mitchell\u2019s Cloud Atlas. I just read Tristam Shandy for the first time and was blown away. There\u2019s so much out there, and I think it\u2019s wonderful that I have no hope of ever reading it all. The worst fate I can imagine would be to run out of new books to discover.<\/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-4748 post type-post status-publish format-standard 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=\"328\" src=\"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/08\/issue66.jpg\" alt=\"Issue 66\" class=\"wp-image-700\" srcset=\"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/08\/issue66.jpg 220w, https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/08\/issue66-201x300.jpg 201w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 220px) 100vw, 220px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n<h2 class=\"gb-headline gb-headline-5ba7eb8c gb-headline-text\"><a href=\"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/international-cooking-for-beginners-by-katie-cortese\/\">&#8220;International Cooking for Beginners&#8221; by Katie Cortese<\/a><\/h2>\n\n<p class=\"gb-headline gb-headline-196b72c8 gb-headline-text\"><time class=\"entry-date published\" datetime=\"2023-10-09T14:42:56-07:00\">October 9, 2023<\/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":1391,"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-1390","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-profiles","category-table-of-content"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1390"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/25234"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1390"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1390\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":38291,"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1390\/revisions\/38291"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1391"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1390"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1390"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1390"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}