Marie-Helene Bertino’s debut novel 2 A.M. AT THE CAT’S PAJAMAS was a Barnes & Noble Fall ’14 Discover Great New Writers pick and an NPR Best Book of 2014, among others. Her collection of short stories SAFE AS HOUSES was the recipient of The Iowa Short Fiction Award (judged by Jim Shepard), named an Outstanding Collection by The Story Prize and long-listed for the Frank O’Connor International Story Prize. Awards include the O. Henry Prize, a Pushcart Prize and two Pushcart special mentions, The Mississippi Review Story Prize, and fellowships from The MacDowell Colony, Sewanee Writers’ Conference, Hedgebrook Writers Colony, and NYC’s The Center for Fiction. She has been featured on Symphony Space NYC’s “Selected Shorts” radio program and is an Editor-at-Large at Catapult. In Fall 2017, she will be the Frank O’Connor International Short Story Fellow at The Munster Literature Centre in Cork, Ireland and teaching at University College Cork.
Marie-Helene teaches fiction at NYU and in the low-residency M.F.A. program at the Institute for American Indian Arts (IAIA) in Santa Fe.
She has worked as a biographer for people living with Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI).
Her favorite Monkee is Mickey Dolenz. Her favorite Hepburn is Audrey.
In Philadelphia, she sang in a band named after a Jimmy Stewart movie. In New York, she was an original music writer for The Deli Magazine, and once attended/ reviewed 26 rock shows in 4 days.
She thinks you can tell a lot about people from print interviews and also by knowing them.
This is her story about Bob Dylan, recommended by Jim Shepard.
Once while playing volleyball she went chasing after the ball, fell down a hill, and crashed into a beehive. She was stung multiple times but finished the game. For her perseverance she was awarded Camper of The Year. This was at leadership camp, where they teach you to get ten people from one end of a field to another without touching the ground using only a chair and a 2×4.
She keeps thinking about what Rebecca said, there is nothing a woman can go through that can’t be beautiful.
On a grade school softball team, her nickname was “Peanut.”
She thinks you look great today.