Fascinating interview with Ottessa Moshfegh about her process in BOMB Magazine 

When I read a novel, I want my sense of self to disappear. Take Bukowski’s Womenfor example. I don’t feel that he’s trying to impress me, and I feel I can adopt Chinaski’s psychology, digest it, and still be surprised and excited by it. The questions it raises for me, at least the last time I read it, aren’t questions about craft or authorship. I’m not wondering how Bukowski wrote the book. As soon as I start wondering about that, the book is dead.

I’m really looking forward to reading her novella McGlue, to be published later this month by FENCE Books.