Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Outtakes of Interview in which the Interviewer is Implicated in Criminal Activity

***Talk about your books individually.
  • First I tried to rewrite The Lord of the Rings and pretend I’d made it up. I did. Then I went to a writing workshop at the local U. when I was twelve or thirteen and brought home a writing sample the teacher had passed out and told my mom I’d written it. That’s wanting to be a writer for you.
    • No but I self-published
      • The Boon: (Thoughts of a Schizophrenic in Remission)
      • while querying with the manuscript of Way Out: (A True Account of Schizophrenia)
      • then a couple of years later produced The Diamond Grenade: (A Series of Novellas)
 So you have experience with both traditional and indie publishing. Compare the two?
  • Indie publishing all the way, man. Pen-L sicced an editor on me, which was fine and improved the accessibility of Way Out. Couple of rewrites. Hard work. But worthwhile.
There are people believe that traditional publishing is on the ropes, that self-publishing is the future. Do you agree? Why?
  • Writing will always be a contest. Writing is lotto. Oh Oprah, read me already. Getting picked up by a big publishing house will always be going to Disneyland.
 ***Do you believe that self-published authors can produce books as high-quality as the traditional published? If so, how do you think we should go about that? 
  • A serious question deserves a serious answer. Sure, we can self-publish books as beautiful as the big houses’, but they’ll be beautiful in a different way – collectible on different shelves perhaps than the high-end spines.
 ***What do you find to be the greatest advantage of self-publishing?
  • Well I make a whole lot more off of each book sold on the one I self-published, but fewer sell, so it evens out. Ish. In that double-digit bottom line every year.
 ***Conversely, what do you think self-published authors might be missing out on?
  • How do you know a self-published author’s been to your blog? Haha just kidding no punchline.
With the number of self-published books increasing by such a huge rate, it is really difficult for authors to make their books stand out. How do you go about this?
  • You load up the trunk of the car with hardcopies and go door to door giving them away. I think. I mean I have not done that, exactly, but all you find online when you go looking for readers is more writers looking for readers.
***Do you write for a specific audience? Why or why not?
  • I think I set out writing The Boon for family and friends. Then it became an open letter. It’s quite religious and pretty PG. Way Out is written for anybody over thirteen years of age. Which is a coincidence, because the mainstream media targets the grade eight reading and comprehension level. So we’ll go ahead and say Way Out is made for the mainstream. But with big words.
 ***What are some of the special challenges of being a non-fiction writer?
  • Well, you have to philosophize. Be a… philosopher. And that’s tricky.
 ***It was written on the temple at Delphi not to desire the impossible. As a philosopher, how do you write to conform to that saying of the ancient sages?
  • Funny you should ask that. It’s almost like I asked you to ask it, isn’t it. I do stress to myself not to desire the impossible. I mean, what’s really impossible if you believe in miracles? But all the same, I try to stick to probable outcomes as goals.
 ***Do you feel that memoir writers are expected to conform to some standards that are perhaps not realistic to the world?
  • The pressures on we memoir writers are enormous. But it’s the same with novellas. You can’t just toss off whatever memoir comes to mind or spit out a few novellas about whatevs, you’ve got to marry the thing. It’s got to be you.
 ***Do you feel that memoir writers should focus on writing really great story or on presenting the details of their lives clearly in everything they write? Or is it possible to do both?
  • I wondered as Way Out came out to what extent I was sensationalizing, but I’m pretty sure I succeeded in keeping faithful to the actual, so if I erred it could be in sacrificing the great story for keeping faith with the facts. Locking oneself in a room for a couple of months does not high dramatic action make. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying that Way Out is a book about somebody sleeping. It’s action-packed. I’m just saying. I didn’t sensationalize or romanticize overly much I think. I did use ex-girlfriends as stepping stones of memory to move me along through periods of my life, so it reads a bit like a country song.
 ***If you write speculative fiction, do you find that the reader community to which you normally cater is accepting of that genre as well?
  • Well, you get them hooked with the non-fiction, you see, and then let a little line out… then you net them with the fiction and poetry and such. The trick is never to lift the net out of the water. Never reel them all the way in. Reading multiple works by the same writer is a journey you know. Much like the journey of the fish who is forever being caught.
***I’m going to drop you in a remote Alaska cabin for a month. It’s summer so you don’t have worry about freezing to death. I’ll supply the food and the mosquito spray. What do you do while you’re there and what do you bring with you? If you’re bringing books, what are they?
  • Wow, I am back in Alaska! Where I worked on a fishing boat on Kodiak, travelled with the only carnival town to town one summer, worked for a few years up by the Yukon at a hotsprings in the cold, did grad work in Squarebanks, wow, hey, I’m home. I guess I’ll get some writing done. Good thing I brought all of these books I hate. Like Pynchon – so hard to read. But then there’s the book of love poems she gave me. Too bad summer so no snow-go; I’ll see about copping a cheap cruiser bike. Wonder what’s the lot rent down in that speedbump trailerpark in the city, hehe.
    • Good thing I got this remote cabin so no neighbors.
      • Now I can finally grow an enormous harvest of marijuana mushrooms.
        • I shall name them… the Seuss.
Was it your intention to write a story with a message or a moral?
  • I more think that my body of writing is a fat folio of an open case history of schizophrenia. I guess I’ve gotten to where writing about Sz while having Sz becomes kind of a Sz process. Not that I cannot distinguish well between writing for writing’s sake and writing as, say, the pressure of speech word salad of psychosis. Having psychosis is being psychotic, not psychopathic. Anyway, I just think that the disease centers in the speech areas of the brain, so it’s no surprise it’s similar to writing. That they get intertwined. Voices are dialogue after all.
    • And then there’s the way in which all writing is bearing witness.
      • Everything is evidence.
        • Now you’ve heard me talk about…
          • the Seuss, so… I guess you’re in on that. Don’t worry, I’ll do all the work. I’ll just bury a trailer out here next to the cabin. No biggie. Trust me. We’ll win awards. I’ll cut you in. I just need a little longer than the one month. Could we do three?
  ***What do you want readers to think or feel after reading this interview?
  • Implicated.
Who designed your book cover/s?
  • Why are people always asking me that? It’s the beating of his tell-tale heart! Haha I just say that because I snagged the shot on the front of The Boon from a trekker’s travelogue webpages and did not even attempt to credit it. Nor did I cite the innumerable sources I paraphrased throughout. Sloppy sloppy. But I wasn’t going to spend all the time writing footnotes no one would ever chase down was I? There’s a point at which citing Wikipedia everytime you rewrite a few of their lines becomes OCD. MLA is nuts! Perhaps I protest too much. Guilty, guilty.
Do you have a special place where you write?
  • Word.

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Everything's Dramatic What's Got A Body In It

with an air
of invisibility
a lot like that of an S.B.D.
Silent But Deadly
fart

let
by a corpse in the next room

so you cannot see it, but you sure as hell know when it's there

he entered and prepared and commenced to rifle the desk of the coroner who,
ever on time,
came in during the rifling

red-handed, he yet denied - just looking for matches, he demured
the rascal

Friday, October 28, 2016

Bent Nib


once new, once a gift
tip now jagged from misuse

old fountain pen nib


Still Pretty



still pretty to me
though piebald, patchy, forlorn
late October shrub


Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Here's to a Great Fifth Year


pink folding paper
her fingers craft lovely cranes
i can make a hat




Monday, October 24, 2016

Poets United: LIFE OF A POET ~ SARA MCNULTY

Poets United: LIFE OF A POET ~ SARA MCNULTY: Today, my friends, we are taking a road trip down the beautiful West Coast Highway 101, along one of my favorite coastlines, in Oregon, to ...

Sunday, October 23, 2016

Redshift, Dark Energy, and the Quickening Hurtling-outward of It All

Redshift is the displacement of spectral lines toward longer wavelengths (the red end of the spectrum) in radiation from distant galaxies and celestial objects. Somehow, measuring redshift, we've come to believe that not only is the matter in the universe hurtling out from the center, it's hurtling faster and faster. Some say that the cause of the increasing acceleration of matter from the center outward is to do with dark energy, which is distributed throughout space. I'm not trying to put up a front. I don't understand what redshift is or how we measure it or how those measurements lead us to these theories, and I sure don't know what dark energy might be. Perhaps I just like articulating science-y stuff once in a while. But it's interesting that science is kind of the new religion. We have to make a leap of faith, because we're sure not doing the experiments ourselves, nor could we even read and comprehend the research papers which the research generates, probably. We have our high priests to take care of all that. The new clergyman: the scientific shaman. What am I on about? Oh, I dunno. It's just a haiku, right? Or have I now made it into a haibun?

 way down the long wave 
spectral lines all out of whack
 Big Bang speeding up




Saturday, October 22, 2016

"Blame"- a poem after Dickinson's "Answer July"



Today’s directive from Imaginary Garden With Real Toads: Using not more than 100 words, compose a query in the style of Emily Dickinson’s "Answer July"…

Oh boy. This ain’t a-gonna be easy.

Okay, here goes.



Blame


Tell me, Man:
Wherefore art thou –
Wherefore so vain –
Wherefore fickle?

Came back Man:
Wherefore to you –
Wherefore do you reign –
Wherefore the sickle?
Tell. Do tell.

First – said Death:
Witness genocide –
Witness murder –
Witness war!

Grumbled War:
Who hones the blade?
Who leads the charge?
Who pulls the trigger?
Man, answered Death.



Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

"Kissing Gate" with Carpe Diem


Kissing Gate photo by Paul Militaru.


gray gate 'midst the green
and what color is our love
as we pause to kiss





Haiku Backstage :: Haiku My Heart :: Haiku Hub

Plenty of room here backstage.
I think I'll do some haiku back here.

headmaster on leave
we prepare full-scale assault
substitute teacher

Haha wait wait I can do better.

feeling her wild oats
our teacher goes on furlough
our hearts go with her

I know, I know: who is this guy, right?
Waltzing in and acting like he knows us.
Well, I've been lurking...

A year ago this month, I contributed this haiku:

With joy's sigh we see
This year's proud green returning
Home to humble brown

And I'm hoping to chime in with more in future.

linking to
Haiku my heart



Oh, by the by, I just found a fairly recent fledgling project called Haiku Hub. Not sure if it's taking wing, but some interesting links. Anybody you know? Hehe. I think I'll drop them into this post for safe-keeping and for the perusal of anyone who stumbles in seeking some poignant little poems. If anyone knows the status of the project, please clue me in!


Kiwinana
https://ramblingsofawriter2016.com/

Like Mercury Collidi– Kiwinanang
https://kmmyrman.wordpress.com/

Sunshine

Edwina’s Episodes
http://edwinasepisodes.com/

Scattered Thoughts
https://maniparna.com/

Scribble and Scrawl

Sue Vincent – Daily Echo
https://scvincent.com/

Stuff and what if…
https://odaciuk.wordpress.com/

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Monday, March 7, 2016

Do Tell

Well, the Blurb Raffle for The Diamond Grenade is long-since complete. Five people won fifteen bucks apiece to Barnes & Noble, and I had a grand time orchestrating the whole thing. I even got some feedback on my writing in the process, which is what I was after the whole time. So yeah: good stuff. Might have to do it again sometime. Nothing like the full-court-press social media blitz. Really stimulating. In the aftermath, I'm left with a few questions...

One question is, what do I do with the sprawling web presence established in the course of the contest? I've let it sit for some months. Now I have some time to kill, so I'm decommissioning the old Blurb Raffle and paring down all the accounts and pages to what's left without the contest. Some passably diverting structure and content remains. Kind of like a sculpture made of chicken fencing, with a bit of papier-mache pasted on. Time will tell whether I continue to layer the framework with a skin of any substance, or whether it will just develop a rusty patina.

Another couple of questions - who are you? and what are you doing here? I'm really interested in what kind of person might be curious enough to click around a little, perhaps long enough to start to get a feel for what manner of person I am. So I'd really appreciate it if you'd make your mark... just a 'like' or a 'follow'... or even better, something which tells me something about you. Anything anywhere will do. A comment on this post or any post on one or another of my interlinked pages, a tweet, a facebook reply or message or friend request, something on google plus or linked in, or even allpoetry.com, where over seventy poems are posted. Careful visiting allpoetry though; you'll soon find yourself composing there.

My my, I'm really neglecting my game tonight. And several on-going projects. That's what I love and hate about writing and blogging: it makes time just... go away, doesn't it? How about you? Do you have a blog? A game? Any projects you're working on? Do tell. I'm genuinely interested.