{"id":61033,"date":"2025-05-16T08:42:17","date_gmt":"2025-05-16T12:42:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/?p=61033"},"modified":"2025-05-16T08:42:17","modified_gmt":"2025-05-16T12:42:17","slug":"jessica-levai-five-things-i-learned-writing-the-glass-garden","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/2025\/05\/16\/jessica-levai-five-things-i-learned-writing-the-glass-garden\/","title":{"rendered":"Jessica Levai: Five Things I Learned Writing The Glass Garden"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large is-resized\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"672\" height=\"1024\" data-attachment-id=\"61034\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/2025\/05\/16\/jessica-levai-five-things-i-learned-writing-the-glass-garden\/unnamed-2\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/unnamed-2.jpg?fit=984%2C1500&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"984,1500\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"unnamed (2)\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/unnamed-2.jpg?fit=197%2C300&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/unnamed-2.jpg?fit=672%2C1024&amp;ssl=1\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/unnamed-2.jpg?resize=672%2C1024&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-61034\" style=\"width:700px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/unnamed-2.jpg?resize=672%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 672w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/unnamed-2.jpg?resize=197%2C300&amp;ssl=1 197w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/unnamed-2.jpg?resize=768%2C1171&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/terribleminds.com\/ramble\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/unnamed-2.jpg?w=984&amp;ssl=1 984w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 672px) 100vw, 672px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Dr. Therese Blake is a homebody archaeologist devoted to the history of planet Earth. But when her sister Lissy makes a stunning discovery near an abandoned colony on a distant exoplanet, the sisters team up to discover its secrets.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Eerie, luminescent images cover the walls of an underground cavern. The glass garden looks like a payday to Lissy, who\u2019s been struggling to turn a profit to keep her salvage crew fed and paid. Therese, however, insists on careful academic procedure. She can\u2019t figure it out: Is the anomaly an artificial creation\u2013or a living organism?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>As the anomaly\u2019s mystery draws the sisters into an obsessive orbit, it turns out neither greed nor science can offer protection from its relentless gravity.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>I can totally write a long-form story in 500 words a day.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>When I started this book, all I really had was the image of the stained-glass window and the idea that it did something bad. I didn\u2019t know what, or why, or to whom. I certainly didn\u2019t know how it was going to end. As someone who likes her outlines, this was worrisome.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So I decided I would try to write by the headlights, as that quote from E.L. Doctorow explains. I made up some characters, put them on a spaceship because why not, and took it from there. I found myself focusing on descriptions\u2014kind of unusual for me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>That first draft is interesting to me now. Plot points and whole characters are introduced and slowly disappear from the narrative as I learned what was necessary and what wasn\u2019t. The story consumed them, which is fitting, but the draft preserves their ghosts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Anything can be inspiration.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Especially if you\u2019re going slowly, which makes this a corollary to my first point. Did I mine my background as an Egyptologist and former professor, stuff which just happened to be lying around on the floor of my brain, as fodder for this story? Absolutely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But I also learned to appreciate things I found my path. Literally. I make reference to a poor bunny rabbit on the sidewalk one summer afternoon, its inner workings on display between ministrations from the local birds. People ahead of me were clearly disgusted. I was fascinated. I mean, how often do you get to see a wild animal so closely? I went home and wrote a description of what I\u2019d seen, which led my brain to make a connection, then another, and now that bunny lives on in my novella, where he is of course still quite dead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Research is important, but confidence in what you\u2019ve made up is key.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>One of my characters is a scientist. Another is a starship engineer. I am neither of those things, though I did intern at an engineering firm in college. This helped me know where to go when the scientist needed a panoply of gear to do his job. I read up on various sensors and added them to his cart, like how it used to be my job to collate and send press releases for new products.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The engineer was a little trickier, so I did that writer thing where I make stuff up. Grounded in my own frustrations with tech, of course. I have no idea if the engine room I created lines up with those of real interstellar ships (and at this point in technology, no one does) but it was important to me writing the story that I not care. This was my ship, and my character, and together we knew all we needed to know. The best compliment I got when sharing these scenes with my writer friends was when the engineer among them told me, \u201cThe engineering feels real.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>You put ship names in italics.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As a grammar and punctuation nerd, I\u2019m a little embarrassed that I didn\u2019t know this rule. A ship\u2019s name is treated like the title of a long-form work. That makes perfect sense. A ship is a big story, after all, with a beginning, middle, and end. Absolutely crammed with details. It deserves the italics.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>I am a horror writer.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In soliciting blurbs for this book I received an ancillary comment that stuck with me: \u201cYou write some messed-up stuff, Jessica, gotta say.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>This isn\u2019t the first time I\u2019ve heard something like this. A beloved professor reacted to my first published short story with \u201cEWWWW!\u201d But I never considered myself a writer of \u201cew,\u201d or \u201cmessed-up.\u201d I never considered myself a writer of horror. Dark fantasy, sure. The occasional twisted fairy tale. Is a cannibal wedding really \u201cew?\u201d I hadn\u2019t thought so. There\u2019s a chance I was just too close to the idea; I remember Tim Gunn telling a designer, who used human hair as fringe, that the designer had been in the monkey house at the zoo for too long and didn\u2019t notice what was obvious to newcomers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Maybe my hesitation to take on the moniker is left over from my childhood. I can recall in great detail the pieces of media that sent me out of the TV room to cower. Even today, I come to a lot of horror through summaries on Wikipedia, and go no further. I don\u2019t like being scared. I\u2019m the weenie Emily C. Hughes is writing for. The idea that I create horror seemed counterintuitive. Sure, I wrote a vampire novella, but it was a tragic love story and composed in sonnets, for cryin\u2019 out loud.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But the more I think of it, horror is a vast, varied genre, and I do love it. I love beautiful horror. I love elegant monsters in human form, non-human form, and transformations between. I love dark spaces and magic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And I write it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>Jessica L\u00e9vai has loved stories and storytellers her whole life. After a double major in history and mathematics, a PhD in Egyptology, and eight years of the adjunct shuffle, she devoted herself to writing full-time. You can find her work at Strange Horizons, Cossmass Infinities, and Reactor Magazine. Her first novella, The Night Library of Sternendach: A Vampire Opera in Verse, won the Lord Ruthven Award for Fiction. She dreams of one day collaborating on a graphic novel, and meeting Stephen Colbert. Check out her website, <a href=\"https:\/\/jessicalevai.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">JessicaLevai.com<\/a>, for links and more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>The Glass Garden<\/strong>: <a href=\"https:\/\/bookshop.org\/p\/books\/the-glass-garden-a-novella\/21679517?ean=9781941360873&amp;next=t\">Bookshop.org<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/3SCZCYX\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">Amazon<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dr. Therese Blake is a homebody archaeologist devoted to the history of planet Earth. But when her sister Lissy makes a stunning discovery near an abandoned colony on a distant exoplanet, the sisters team up to discover its secrets. Eerie, luminescent images cover the walls of an underground cavern. 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