{"id":1436,"date":"2005-09-10T13:45:00","date_gmt":"2005-09-10T20:45:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/?p=1436"},"modified":"2025-02-25T09:20:41","modified_gmt":"2025-02-25T17:20:41","slug":"kirsten-sundberg-lunstrum","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/kirsten-sundberg-lunstrum\/","title":{"rendered":"Issue 56: Kirsten Sundberg Lunstrum"},"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\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/09\/lunstrum.jpg\" alt=\"lunstrum\" title=\"lunstrum\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"gb-headline gb-headline-04bf84a4 gb-headline-text\">About Kirsten Sundberg Lunstrum<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"gb-headline gb-headline-d8fd1a22 gb-headline-text\">Kirsten Sundberg Lunstrum is the author of two collections of short fiction\u2014This Life She\u2019s Chosen (Chronicle Books, 2005) and Swimming With Strangers (Chronicle Books, 2008). She has been the recipient of a PEN\/O. Henry Prize for short fiction and fellowships from the Sewanee Writers\u2019 Conference and the MacDowell colony. She teaches at Purchase College, SUNY and lives with her husband and two young children in the Hudson River Valley.<\/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=\"gb-headline gb-headline-a9c0efb3 gb-headline-text\">Notes on \u201cThe Remainder Salvaged\u201d<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"gb-headline gb-headline-3357e2ab gb-headline-text\">\u201cThe Remainder Salvaged\u201d was a long time in the making. Several years ago, my husband\u2019s grandmother (who has been, incidentally, one of my few early-draft readers for over a decade now, and who still\u2014even now that she\u2019s in her 80s\u2014occasionally writes me long, thoughtful, and hand-penned letters analyzing and critiquing my stories) sent me a newspaper clipping of a Wenatchee World article featuring her uncle discussing the anniversary of the Wellington Train Disaster. The disaster happened in 1910 in the Cascades, near the town now known as Tye (then as Wellington). An avalanche swept two Great Northern trains from their tracks, killing 96 people. According to the clipping, my husband\u2019s great-great uncle, who was a young man at the time of the accident, was one of those who received the bodies of the avalanche victims when they were tobogganed into Wenatchee following the accident. I knew I wanted to write about the disaster as soon as I read the article, but it took me years to finally find the right character through which to enter the story. Then, last summer my family and I, home in Washington for our annual summer visit, hiked the site of the avalanche (known as the Iron Goat Trail) along the now-defunct train route. The site struck me as eerie, though we were there on a bright, warm summer day. Pieces of the train wreckage are still there, beneath the layers of overgrown brambles and nettles and undergrowth; and the snow shed the railroad built following the accident is crumbling and scribbled with graffiti. The result of the visit to the disaster site was the emergence of the trio of characters that appear in this story\u2014Nils, Iris, and the sister\u2014and a first scene.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>This story diverges from most of my stories in that it is fairly closely based on actual history. I\u2019ve loved reading historical fiction since I was a little girl, but haven\u2019t tried my hand at it as a writer until now. As I wrote this story, I wrestled with how accurate I needed to be about the history, and how clear I needed to be about the specific date of the accident; I made several revisions of the story, sometimes holding to the facts, other times veering far from them. In the end, I think I found some middle ground between fact and fiction, and am happy with the final version of the story.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"gb-headline gb-headline-1d3ba170 gb-headline-text\">Notes on Reading<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>As a reader I tend to favor short stories over novels (though there are plenty of novels I love and find myself turning to again and again as models of prose and structure). My new literary obsession is the work of Anthony Doerr, whose collection Memory Wall won the Story Prize this year. I was completely knocked out by the stories in that collection\u2014especially the title story and one titled \u201cAfterworld.\u201d Both stories are fragmented narratives, and that form, too, is a new obsession. I also recently read Maggie Nelson\u2019s Bluets, and though the book is a hybrid memoir\/poem, it has really had an influence on my fiction. In fact, I\u2019ve been reading quite a lot of creative nonfiction in the last year (in part because I taught a nonfiction workshop last fall at Purchase College), and shifting my genre focus as a reader has had the unexpected side effect of rejuvenating my short fiction. I went through a long phase of total fiction burnout following the publication of my second book of stories. I was bored of the standard structure, the standard realism (or, at least, my standard realism), and I needed something to wake me up again to the joy of making fiction. I think my attraction to Nelson\u2019s and Doerr\u2019s books has everything to do with the way both writers are blending and subverting traditional genre limitations and playing with structure, and though it\u2019s not very evident in this particular story, I\u2019m working on doing more of both in the new collection stories I\u2019m currently writing. (And, yep, I\u2019m writing a third collection before finishing a first novel. It\u2019s probably a disaster to say that publicly, but what can I do? Stories are it for me\u2014every new story a perfect challenge\u2014and I don\u2019t think I\u2019ll ever lose my devotion to the short form.)<\/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-3486 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=\"332\" src=\"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/332\/2021\/07\/78.gif\" alt=\"Issue 78\" class=\"wp-image-575\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n<h2 class=\"gb-headline gb-headline-5ba7eb8c gb-headline-text\"><a href=\"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/dear-mistress-by-kirsten-sundberg-lunstrum\/\">&#8220;Dear Mistress&#8221; by Kirsten Sundberg Lunstrum<\/a><\/h2>\n\n<p class=\"gb-headline gb-headline-196b72c8 gb-headline-text\"><time class=\"entry-date published\" datetime=\"2022-03-30T21:10:54-07:00\">March 30, 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":1437,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"wpo365_audiences":[],"wpo365_private":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[10],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1436","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-profiles"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1436"}],"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=1436"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1436\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":37868,"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1436\/revisions\/37868"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1437"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1436"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1436"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inside.ewu.edu\/willowspringsmagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1436"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}