Bio

This is a recent interview (Email: creativewriting@keegantremblay.com).

Well Known Journalist (WKJ): Can you tell us a little something about yourself?

Keegan Tremblay (KT): A little something about yourself.

WKJ: I’m not quite sure if that works.

KT: Everything that comes out of my mouth is working for me, short contract work mainly.

WKJ: (Crosses out question in notes). Your writing has been said to dabble in phantasmagoria. Would you say your writing is phantasmagorical?

KT: Your writing is phantasmagorical.

WKJ: I can’t print an interview like this.

KT: You should. The kids will love it.

WKJ: Where did you grow up?

KT: In the countryside with lots of cows, many fields and dirt roads (takes puff from imaginary cigarette).

WKJ: Please go on.

KT: There was grass, trees, trucks, tractors, the odd house and swing set. Inside the houses we had sinks, tables, a variety of chairs, the ones that were made mostly of cushions congregated near television sets.

WKJ: How do you like the city?

KT: Moderately warm: if its too hot I’m uncomfortable, if its too cold I’m also uncomfortable.

WKJ: Let’s talk about awards. Didn’t you just win the governor general?

KT: Yes, I recently won Michaëlle Jean but decided to give her back to her family because I assumed they would miss her. As well, she didn’t fit in with the other awards.

WKJ: What is your ideal writing space?

KT: I like to write at night clubs. I look for a little table in the corner, one facing the wall.

WKJ: That’s absurd.

KT: I’m insulted.

WKJ: Sorry Mr. Tremblay. I just can’t imagine being able to write in such a noisy environment.

KT: It all starts with Imagination. If you can dream it, you can live it.

WKJ: I suppose. (Shuffles notes, takes drink of water). Let’s talk about your recent award-winning short story collection.

KT: Next question.

WKJ: You’ve had particular trouble with poetry as of late. Can you explain this struggle?

KT: (Takes imaginary glasses off, sets them on table, closes eyes and rubs bridge of  nose). How can I encapsulate the world in a bullet?

WKJ: I’m not quite sure what you mean.

KT: (Looks beyond WKJ). There’s too many fragments. I can’ t find the right potency for poetry right now.

WKJ: What did you mean by bullet?

KT: Structure, I suppose, but its up to the reader to decide whether they want to make a list or shoot.

WKJ: What is your next project?

KT: Writing a short interview.

WKJ: This interview here?

KT: No. Not, unless you call this writing.

WKJ: How about writing for theatre? It seems as if you’ve left that area untouched.

KT: I’m thinking of writing a play on words. I’m  just uncertain as to it’s direction right now (dabs imaginary cigarette out on table‘s surface).

WKJ: Any plans for public appearances right now? (Phone rings in WKJ’s bag).

KT: Yes actually, I’m considering dis- WKJ: One moment.

(WKJ bends down and shuffles through bag, KT leaves, WKJ straightens up, notices KT’s departure, completes phone call, wipes ash from KT’s side of the table, gathers belongings and leaves).