An Interview Podcast
Speaking in First Draft
Season 4 Debuts on March 4th!
First released in September 2023, members of the Girls Write Now community share a draft of one of their works in progress and discuss both the writing process and what creative expression looks like to them. Listeners will have the opportunity to engage with the inner machinations and perspectives of writers, producers, and artists from a diversity of episodes and stories.
Listen to Speaking in First Draft
Listen to Speaking in First Draft
The Pearl Of My Eye
After finding her grandmother's pearl necklace, Roman's life seems to turn upside down. Given the chance to fix everything, will she make it in just the nick of time, or remain stuck forever?
What’s Buried Deep
Desires work in mystifying ways. Actions based solely on these impulses turn back on us in unexpected ways, too.
Intangible Things, an Excerpt
Sybil was waiting on the train platform absentmindedly during her morning commute. Then she fell onto the tracks. When she awakens alone in the hospital, she finds her injured body and soul split apart.
The Artificial Universe of Imminent Destruction: Diary Entry One
A human female refugee records her perceptions of a universe controlled by unethical robots while anticipating an attack from blood-thirsty vampires that want to destroy humankind and AI beings alike.
Infatuation Is a Four-Letter Word
Parasocial relationships are one-sided relationships where one person extends energy and time into another who cannot reciprocate it. Teenage Adam's infatuation with celebrity Vanessa Thompson takes an eerie turn.
Thank You, Dr. Mary Beck: Meet the Trailblazing Ukrainian American Councilwoman Who Saved My Family
More than 4.6 million refugees have fled Ukraine with the onslaught of Putin’s brutal invasion. More than 70 years ago, my Dido (Grandfather) Osyp, Babtsia (Grandmother) Maria, and Teta (Aunt) Helen escaped Ukraine too, thanks to the heroic efforts of a Ukrainian-American woman named Mary (Marusia) Beck.
Her Palms
The first time I realized my parents did not hold the answers of the universe in their palms was not when I was asking obscure questions about aardvarks or pirate ships.
A Splash of Light
I was floating, my elbows resting on the pool’s stone ledge as the jets massaged my back. That’s the last thing I remember.
I used to hate the rain
Acceptance comes after the storm. It poured and poured.
My Way Up
Rock climbing helps me realize that I am capable of beating all the “impossibles.”
