Make Interesting Stories
Hard work without a purpose seems like hard work. Why am I doing this? In what direction am I struggling? What is the end goal of all this labour? I do not know, so I drag my feet. Taking your life into…
Keep It Regular
Hard work without a purpose seems like hard work. Why am I doing this? In what direction am I struggling? What is the end goal of all this labour? I do not know, so I drag my feet. Taking your life into…
a palatable disintegration it ticks the right boxes the squirm of despicable character the crumbling face and the excuses trot out we find the rot out lies like bucketed water honeying in the sun unfit to drink there’s a stink something drains…
fuck the doubters who do nothing but doubt fuck the shouters who do nothing but shout know that without us they’d have nothing to talk about they forward bad news and they upset the view they act like your muse but report…
I think I got accused once of writing cat and cuddling poems, or some such thing that tried to relegate me and my relevancy to a weird nether-region of the literary landscape where writers of doggerel and greetings cards laugh at the…
It really is hard sometimes to divorce the work from the artist, and there is a point where you wonder whether if you took everything in your home that had a problematic association and burnt it, whether you would have anything left.…
there are things you should not say write about be part of do how are you pulling through? blimp head with advertised thoughts over the heads of insular forts thisĀ movement and that movement with little improvement the third act gun, the…
He sat down at the edge of the lake and he pretended that it was a mirror that he might throw reflections into that would never come back, or which would at least store them under the jetty like a floater for…
you, brief explosion you, mis-target heart you, somewhere in the dark a half translated movement from a full realised collapse like a synapse fried for nothing there are fortune cookies burning there are doves dipped in sunset blood and all of them…
Catharsis poetry has its place, and what I think of as head music poetry, like-wise has some value. But there can be a strain of poetry that is both intellectually and emotionally informed that neither has to be lacking in backbone or…
Ways to approach story structure are always something I am looking at, and not because I am looking for a formula, rather I am looking to bust apart any tendency towards the formulaic in my work. Understand your enemy. Anything that has…