Angie Chuang's memoir, The Four Words for Home, won the Willow Press Literature Award and will be published this spring. In the meantime she's written an essay about artist residencies and the connections between writers and "what the gift of time and a beautiful space rife with artistic history has done" and "the long journey to book publication: the rejections, the tough critiques, the almost giving up – But not. Just. Yet."
Angie and I met during our Yaddo residencies. We wrote in adjoining rooms,and I listened to her read from what was then a work in progress, what is now a soon-to-be-published book. She is so right "that despite the solitary nature of writing, we have so much potential for community. And that we truly need each other."
My suggestion is to buy this book just as soon as it's available.