writer | editor | artist
So, folks, it’s been a long time between drinks. I just realised that I haven’t posted anything on this blog since last June. LAST JUNE! Seems like a different world, a different me. I’ve popped online to share some wonderful news, but I promise I’ll also get on top of this much-neglected site and start…
Here’s a little list of things I’ve been working on of late … I’d love to hear all about your recent successes, or works in progress, too 🙂 Poems (out now): ‘All the things I Kept’ in Cordite (Monster) ‘Strange Men’ in Southerly (Violence 78.3) – TW for sexual assault & violence ‘Night Drive’ came…
Just discovered this great discussion of/around Rupetta. The podcast discussion includes two episodes, one discussing various ideas and para-texts prior to reading the novel, and the other a post-reading discussion. It’s always a little disconcerting listening to/being privy to other people’s discussion of your work, but I really enjoyed hearing Adrian M Ryan and Charlotte Geater…
What have I been up to lately? Here’s a list of a few recent publications … ‘Night Drive’ (a poem) in Verity La. ‘The Beautiful Husband’ (a short story) in Social Alternatives (Volume 36, no 3) A Rory Gilmore Reading Challenge ‘review’ of Dickens’s David Copperfield at Going Down Swinging. I co-edited a special issue…
The new year has just started, all shimmery and golden. As Anne (with an ‘e’) was rather fond of saying about tomorrow: the new year is fresh, with no mistakes in it. [Not that mistakes are something to worry about: we need to slip and stumble and fall to learn, to grow. They are a…
Recently, a friend posted on FaceBook asking about the difference between panna cotta and creme brĂ»lĂ©e (I’m looking at you, Ben Payne). The ensuing conversation was a wondrous thing in many ways (I cannot tell you how wonderfully strange is the food chat of SF nerds), and upsetting in others. It turns out that many…
An audience needs something stronger than a pretty little love story. So, why shouldn’t I write of monsters? (Mary Shelley, the character, from the 1935 film Bride of Frankenstein) Darlings! You won’t believe it. (Well, you might). Here’s the most amazing news: in March next year, I’ll be a Guest of Honour at the 39th annual…
Asa Gray wrote Increase Lapham: pay particular attention to my pets, the grasses. — by Lorine Niedecker (1940). This semester, I’m teaching a poetry course for third year undergraduates. I’ve never been one to divide a semester into the usual kind of weeks (week one: line, week two: stanza, week three: metre and metonymy ……
after we are dead nobody will remember the way you looked at me this afternoon or the way your hand / grazed by sunlight perfectly described the arc of a bird’s flight someone else will walk along this road / and see that same tree / older now and bent towards some other sky even…
At 2:30 pm today, a huge part of my life is ending. And all day (all week, all month) I’ve been struck by every fucking clichĂ© that people use to comfort or sustain themselves through such moments. They just sneak up on me, wash through me. They’re as insistent and melodramatic and pointless as a cyclone….