Postcardia-cum-Poetica #45

One of the last hurrah postcards from AvantCard, Sarah Contos’s award winning The Long Kiss Goodbye, with fragments from The Time Traveler’s Wife.

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Mapping The Soul-Skin

After a bit of a break, I’m back at my desk with paint and torn book pages, making a beautiful mess.


Mapping The Soul-Skin is my latest series of found-word art-poems. The plan is to produce one a week for 12 weeks on a Monday. The best news it that, unlike the previous series, they will be available for immediate sale. 


Women Who Run With The Wolves is the source text for the series and all the artwork is in monochrome turquoise. 

It feels great to be back in the company of word fragments and a tube of glue. And as if by perfect alignment, Angus and Julia Stone have a new album as a soundtrack for the next few months of creation.


Each poem’s uniqueness is assured by the imperfection in its cut and paste design.  Poems are approximately C5 sized and are on a range of paper thicknesses to achieve different effects. All are hand named and numbered. 

Purchase price is $35 with $3 worldwide postage. All payments processed through PayPal.Me unless otherwise organised.

Postcardia-cum-Poetica #44

This postcard had a bit of an adventure before it even intentionally set forth on its way to Melbourne. It was blown twice from the balcony I was sitting on last week, while we were at Frew Park, and the second time it looked as though I had lost it for good.

We found it spooning the wall of the building.

I thought I had lost it a third time. Eventually found it nestled in the book that I had placed it in for safe keeping from the blustering wind.

Made from my 2015 postcard, and taken from the ten raw postcards I sent down to Adam at the start of 2016, #44 is my first dip back into that artistic landscape. The words were taken from my Elyora baggie of fragments.

I’m torn as to whether it is a summer poem or a winter one. What do you think?

The Glass Marionette

Anyone who follows me on Instagram will have seen the hashtag #theglassmarionette pop up now and again over the past few months. Quite possibly to accompany some pretty weird-arse hand-drawn diagrams or screen shots.

Today the mystery of #theglassmarionette is unveiled.

The Glass Marionette is my latest online collaborative writing project, partnering this  time ’round with my old friend and writing compatriot, Rus Vanwestervelt. We worked together on the Write Anything website back in the day, and Rus has written for Literary Mix Tapes. We’ve also been working with Adam on another collaborative venture, but The Glass Marionette is our literary baby.

When strangers, Will and Wainwright, meet face-to-face in a gas station at dawn, they realise their shared nightmare is something more insidious than a bad trip. Wainwright is trying to find his missing friend. Will is in hiding from his dead girlfriend and their angry lover. Meeting in reality might be their first step at making peace with the past. Or their last.

~ The Glass Marionette, blurb

We have been brainstorming, writing and project hashing since mid-June and this week we share a two part Q&A session, as a prelude to releasing the first weekly installment next week. The first part of the Q&A goes live today with the second part live on Friday.

The weekly installments will be approximately 1500 words, very raw and mostly uncut. It is unlike anything I’ve written. It puts the capital W in weird. It also knocks out the ballpark any of the big concept ideas I’ve experimented with in the past. A big shout out and thank you to Dave Versace who rose to the challenge of being our puppetmaster and master prompt creator.

The Glass Marionette is a metaphysical, time travel serial that pushes the boundaries of collaborative writing and the expectations of narrative and structure. It is the literary equivalent of a trust fall.

Based on the premise of ‘the unreliable narrative’ and built on ten randomly deployed writing prompts that effectively disable the authors’ abilities to direct the narrative, the serial is an experiment in writing blind and on the edge, and how to do both when fundamental control is handed over to a third party beyond the writing partnership.

The journey of Will and Wainwright seeks to answer the question: with every means at your disposal, is it possible to fix the past and dissolve one’s regrets?

~ The Glass Marionette, project description

I’ve always found my resurrection in writing through collaboration and this time is no different. While I don’t want to make a habit of getting up at 2am to write because the story is so far  under skin  I can’t sleep, it feels good to be writing again. It’s actually a relief to find I am still capable of writing after so much time away from the page, between  physical and mental health issues, family and personal upheavals over the past few years. I’m excited to be able to publicly share my fiction again.

Rus is absolutely writing at the top of his game at the moment. It was always going to be a joy to collaborate with him, but he’s pushed me to excel and to embrace writing dangerously again.

I hope you’ll join us, as we share with you the most unconventional of web serials over the next few months.

 

Postcardia-cum-Poetica #43

The cardboard envelope I keep my postcards in is almost rupturing since my friends started collecting postcards to give me. This one, advertising a photographic initiative from National Archive, was in a bundle given to me by Nicole. 

The black and white has been rendered into sepia by the night lighting of my kitchen table, but I don’t mind it. Words are from the Time Traveler’s Wife baggie. 

Micro Hours of Momentum

I’m a big fan of writing lists. Colourful lists! In eMergent’s hay day, my diary was a well organised list that I would compile on a Monday morning and use to guide me through my work week. I got really excited the weeks when I crossed everything off (they were always ambitious undertakings!!)

I never stopped writing lists, but they become less and less a regular feature of my week during my haphazard navigational years of chronic depression and in the last year, chronic health problems and sleep deprivation.

This year, my focus has been two-fold: getting well and developing several new ideas. While my health has been continually on the improve, the ideas have grown in fits and starts – sometimes because of things beyond my control. Other times with no good reason.

This month, has been the most frustrating. Erratic sleep. Madly fluctuating energy. Zero focus. Absent motivation. A cornucopia of odd and unrelated physical issues. Abandoned lists. Things started and not finished.

Today, I woke up and decided I’d had enough of being caught on the ropes. Reading Janette’s recent thoughts on Facebook triggered some out of the box thinking about how to get UnStuck.

We all know, momentum begets momentum. I might not be able to do a whole day, or half a day, but there is no excuse for not finding an hour. Even at my worst, I have the capacity to commit to an hour of work. And thus, the ‘Micro Hours of Momentum Sandpit’ came into being.

It’s a list and a bingo sheet and homage to my love of colour all rolled into one. It’s forced me to think ahead. This means on days when I can’t think ahead, it doesn’t matter, Past Me has Present Me’s back.

This morning, I did the first box on the #postcardia line, honouring the one hour commitment before I started my book design work for the day. Further into the week, perhaps I’ll have the reserves to do two hours, or three. Or maybe it will just be that single hour.

Regardless, when the sun sets Friday afternoon, I will be further down the road than I was at the same time last week.

How do you create momentum?

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