Sia, Andy 2022
I am a ghostwriter. That is, I am a ghost who writes. I have wanted to write. It seems like such a human thing to do. But I could not even hold up a quill. Everything slips through my flimsy grasp. Undeterred, I begin work on a novel in my mind. I have to work fast, you see, because thoughts keep leaking out of my insubstantial head.
– Andy Sia, “The Ghostwriter”
Read Andy Sia’s interview with The Massachusetts Review:
10 Questions for Andy Sia
“Once a security guard caught me practicing my artin the nearby park. He instructed me to stop my obscenedriveling. I paid him no heed, sent a bubble towards himlike a free-spirited man in a parachute. He wasunmoved. I lose hope, sometimes. I grow weary…”- from “At age 10, I showcase my ability by blowing spit bubbles,” Summer 2018 (Vol.
To-day I deploy the fur-trimmed and sequined lids over the paper eyes, I work the apparatus known as the “mouth”: How else am I to dispel us of the charade, Viewer, peel off the loveliest mask of you?
– Andy Sia, “Lion Dance”
