About

Kathleen Founds is the author of the novel-in-stories, When Mystical Creatures Attack! and the graphic novel Bipolar Bear & the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Health Insurance: a Fable for Grownups. She got her undergraduate degree at Stanford and her MFA at Syracuse. She teaches Fiction Writing at Cabrillo College and Philosophy of Nonviolence at Cal State Monterey Bay. Her work has been published in The Sun, Good Housekeeping, The New Yorker Online, McSweeney's Internet Tendency, The Rumpus, Salon, and the adventure story anthology, My Name Was Never Frankenstein.

For updates on Bipolar Bear (and occasional drawings of passive-aggressive forest creatures urging you to vote):

Instagram: @kathleenfounds

Twitter: @kathleenfounds

Her e-mail address is:

kathleenfounds@gmail.com

Here I am staring wistfully into the distance as I write deep things. Just kidding. This is me pretending to type on a friend's cool retro typewriter.

I know what you're thinking: why is Princess Leia wearing her dress from A New Hope when hanging out with Ewoks, who do not appear until Return of the Jedi? Excellent point. See, I considered dressing up in Leia's moon of Endor fatigues, but I was worried people would not recognize me as Leia, and thus not "get" the coherence within the family costume theme. Point is ... Star Wars is cool.

Last Thanksgiving, because I was wearing an outfit that was not a bathrobe, I asked my sister to take a picture of me for an author photo. The rest of my family helpfully called out lots of advice about how to stand less awkwardly and what degree to tilt my head. Is it my imagination, or does my smile look the tiniest bit tense?

Electric Literature : a conversation with my friend Dan about Dostoevsky, self-promotion, and cigarettes.

American Short Fiction: A reflection on the struggle to absorb criticism without curling up in the fetal position and/or plotting maniacal revenge.