Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Lots of things


Been reading Hue and Cry. Mainly fiction really and what do you know, I wrote a prose poem. The story I read was one by Anna Taylor that was full of drama and emotional gravitas (Isaac Newton's original word for gravity I found out today) and of course what I wrote was nothing like that at all. It was an absurd thing about a man-like bear who works in a call centre and drinks too much. It fitted in nicely with an earlier poem about a bear-like man who drank to much.

I also tried to write a family myth in non-fiction which came out so boring and un-storylike I think I should burn it. Which I might actually do if it wasn't electronic and therefore unburnable.

I think drinking too much coffee is getting to me. I should cut down. I wonder if that would change my writing? Would it change other things?

Went to see Ann Thwaite, the award winning biographer, talk about her latest book last night. She was dry. I don't really have anything to say about it, except that is where the family myth idea came from. Which may say something about something.

It's been great reading Lizzie's novel (sorry for calling it that Lizzie, but it is). I do get a little inbred with the whole poetry thing. Reading other stuff does engage different issues and that is good for my own work I think.

I'm drying out my cycle shorts on the electric oil heater which seems quite dangerous. I think I'll go and remove them now.

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