Chrissi Sepe
I write literary novels about outsiders. My favorite author is Banana Yoshimoto, and after reading "Kitchen," I decided I wanted to write a novel that made me feel the same way "Kitchen" did, the result of which is my novel, "Bliss, Bliss, Bliss." My latest novel, "Iggy Gorgess," is about a 22 year-old punk male writer living in Greenwich Village, NYC in the 1980's.
I am a "Twilight Zone" fanatic -- 1960's, 1980's and 1990's -- any version of the show will do. If I could go back in time, I'd choose that rainy evening on Lake Geneva, Summer of 1816, when Lord Byron challenged his guests to write their own horror story, resulting in his most famous guest, Mary Shelley, writing "Frankenstein."
My other obsessions are the ocean, mermaids, and to find a novel similar to Timothy Findley's "Pilgrim," which portrayed Carl Jung as a fictitious character so I doubt I'll ever find it!
I play piano, violin, backgammon, and I am a licensed graphologist which is a fancy term for the fact that I completed and passed an intensive course on handwriting analysis.
“I thought about how, at twenty-six, I shouldn’t have to floss yet, who wants to be bothered! I didn’t even have the energy left over for flossing. I mean, how many things was I supposed to do? Flossing should only be done by people in their forties.”
“Oh, I don’t buy lottery tickets... because if I won, and I was capable of that kind of odd luck, then I would also be equally capable of extremely bad luck, like getting struck by lightning, or falling out of window or something. I’d rather just not know.”
“We sat on the floor eating donuts, completely dazed and hung over. I looked up at the window every so often to gaze at the Christmas lights. They were so beautiful. They blinked on and off in what should have been the early night dark but was really the early morning dark.”
“I first became aware of death when my father held me up to see the view from the top of the Empire State Building. I thought that if he moved me just one foot over, I would die. But I trusted him to hold me tight. I wouldn’t fall over, and he would place me down safely.”