I’m over at Nik Perring’s blog today, talking about For The Asking.
I’ve never considered publishing and author development as mutually exclusive to each other. However, I never considered myself a mentor even though I was a publisher! As a destination, it has come about as an organic, hit-and-miss, lead where my heart follows kind of journey. Like a road trip where sometimes you decide where you want to go and other times roll a dice. This is latest detour and pit stop on the ‘path less trod’ as a publisher, editor and writer.
I’ll be back later to expand on the details.
I was very excited this morning to see in my inbox, news of the up-coming release of Nik Perring’s new book Beautiful Trees
Roast Books has this to say about the up-coming release:
Combining brevity with an overarching narrative, Nik Perring’s unusual storytelling is touching and captivating. His Beautiful series follow the lives of Lucy, Lily, and Alexander through words, trees and shapes.
In the second edition of the series, Beautiful Trees, the narrative continues to unravel amidst the branches of some of our greatest trees, brought to life by the rich and playful illustrations of Miranda Sofroniou.
You can read my review of Beautiful Words here for an appreciation of what is to come in Beautiful Trees.
Pre-order are available now via the Roast Books website. Release date is 5th November. I’m happy, because that’s Christmas taken care of for at least two dear friends who were recipients of the first book for birthday presents last year!
Huzzah!! ‘At Arm’s Length’ (affectionately known to those close as ‘The Arm Story’) is out today in the latest Tincture Literary Journal.
The feelings engendered by Publication Day never get old. And it’s been a while (for a variety of reasons) since I had a story published in a journal or anthology, thus today is extra sparkly and a beverage or two may be consumed in celebration.
A LONG ROAD
The first words were put down New Years Eve 2013/14 but it took a really long time to find the final form. The premise (a woman wakes up one morning to discover her arm is missing) is a pretty unbelievable scenario. Because the story asks the reader to suspend their disbelief, I had to absolutely nail all the other real-life details and motivations, and that took a while. The story is pretty indicative of how I was feeling at the time: slowly disappearing into invisibility, losing parts of myself along the way, lost in suburban obscurity.
It was also my first experimentation with the metaphysical side of magical realism which perhaps accounts for the length of time it took to hone and home it.
Many thanks go to my beta readers: Dan Powell, Ben Payne and S.G. Larner. Special thanks to the editors of Urban Fantasy Magazine who provided amazing feedback with their rejection. And last of all, thank you to Daniel for again believing in my work and giving it a home at Tincture.
TO TINCTURE, AND BEYOND
You can read Daniel’s editorial, peruse the table of contents, add it to Goodreads or more importantly, buy a copy of Tincture Issue 11.
Better late than never, a birthday present for my glorious friend Rowena. Rather than weave the paper, I chose to tear the beautiful handmade Japanese sheets for a soft, bleeding, vein-like finish.
This started out as a present for a different friend, the passage from Six Memos about the sky appeared perfect. But the words refused to cooperate and when I surrendered to the fact, perhaps this was not the gift I set out to create, the poem organised itself.
Another lesson in surrender.
Another lesson in letting go of perfection.
Another lesson in trusting that everything comes in its own good time.
A sneak preview of what lingers in the wings as the release of the next Tincture draws closer.
At Arm’s Length is a magical realism slice of domestic obscurity and invisible love with nods of the head to the work of Dan Powell and Nik Perring.
Tincture Literary Journal’s 11th issue is released September 1st.
There’s a standing joke in our house that the only time I clean the bathroom is during the moon in Virgo. While not entirely untrue, Virgo moon is always excellent energy to get stuff done – especially tedious, boring, detail-driven administriva. I love it when the Virgo moon falls at the start of the month or the end. It’s always a welcomed burst of highly-focused work-related energy.
Today, with the waxing moon in Virgo, I did up a lunar calendar so I can see the next two months at a glance. With that done I got distracted digging the details on the Pluto transit of my 9th and 10th houses, charting the rise and fall of eMergent. Was illuminating in ways I didn’t expect.
Tomorrow, will be the monthly to do list and hopefully back into editing (if I manage to finally sleep again).
What micro-managing, high-detailed tasks (you’d usually avoid like plague) found their way to your desk/bench/work area/life today?
Welcome to chez chaos!
It’s the dark moon and it’s time to bring order to the room that hosts my creativity. I said to Helen and Stacey today, I wondered how long I’d go between tidies if there wasn’t a dark moon every month.
The fact I have a penchant for fire probably means I would want to do it more often than not. I collect up all my print outs, old drafts, etc for the month and burn them in my fire pit on the dark moon. It’s my way of bringing closure and of sending my thanks out into the universe.
I’m looking forward to having a clear and clean space to create in again because Monday it’s back to the ‘day shaping’* I started after holidays: writing first thing in the morning, journaling while The Boy does school and editing in the afternoon before the domesticities (which autocorrect turned into demon erotica?!) encroach.
May there be plenty for you to give thanks for this dark moon. (And perhaps less clutter and mess to sort through).
* Whatever you do, don’t mention the word routine! I did once and only just got away without being scarred for life.