SIDESTEPPING THE EDITOR’S BRAIN I recently watched LONGREADS Episode 331 of The Creative Nonfiction Podcast by Brendan O’Meara, in which he interviews The Atavist editor Jonah Ogles and writer/editor-in-chief Seyward Darby. Seyward and Ogles provide a glimpse into a successful and harmonious process between author and editor, and I wonder how many readers are aware… Read More HOW TO KILL YOUR DARLINGS, PART 1
They are burying the Queen in London on Monday. In Bathurst I won’t be able to live stream proceedings in London, because Her Royal Highness’ grandfather caused the dismal legacy of damage here with his colonising nonsense, and part of that fuckup that is that we haven’t got electricity because we now have a corrupt… Read More STREAMING A SUNDAY STOMP DOWN MEMORY LANE
Shabbat Shalom, and with immense gratitude for fortitude and friendship through a difficult week, here is an introduction to a new poet for me. I have been thinking about how to explain meditation and prayer as a daily discipline to an agnostic, and how prayer does not have to be aligned with any formal religion.… Read More PRAYER AND THE CAT AS A METAPHOR FOR GRATITUDE, POET OF THE WEEK
Some village-Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood; Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country’s blood. Th’ applause of list’ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o’er a smiling land, And read their hist’ry in a… Read More WHO WAS VINCENT?
Praying by Mary Oliver It doesn’t have to bethe blue iris, it could beweeds in a vacant lot, or a fewsmall stones; justpay attention, then patch a few words together and don’t tryto make them elaborate, this isn’ta contest but the doorway into thanks, and a silence in whichanother voice may speak. From: Thirst: Poems… Read More PRAYING
I go up to Powder Magazine Hill most days, sometimes only as a shortcut over the hill down to the village, sometimes to meditate at sunrise or sunset, regularly to exercise my pets. I seldom meet other people there and have come to bristle with proprietary irritation when the tracks of a tourist’s car are… Read More Who are YOU?
When I filled out the Proust Questionnaire, and wrote about my experience of being happy, and of the personal wealth that is contained in my recollections of that bliss, I considered the idea that I am rich with memories. Music has been an integral part of several of my core memory events. The invaluable impact… Read More SOMETIMES AN ALBUM IS ONLY GOOD BECAUSE IT CAME OUT WHEN I WAS 16?
Winston Churchill was so accustomed to visits by depression that he had a nickname for it – his ‘Black Dog’. Other sufferers of depression have since found Churchill’s ‘Black Dog’ to be an apt description of their condition. The expression has become popular among authors, doctors, poets and musicians. Persistent depressive disorder, also called dysthymia (dis-THIE-me-uh), is a continuous long-term and (chronic) form of depression. I live with dysthemia, and share this to promote awareness during September, which is Suicide Prevention Awareness Month – a time to raise awareness of this stigmatized, and often taboo, topic.… Read More BLACK DOG
I like a movie adaptation that has been true to the original novel, and so a favourite film to watch is The Age of Innocence. It is legendary director Martin Scorsese’s adaptation of Edith Wharton’s 1920 novel set in the late 1800s. Wharton won the 1921 Pulitzer Prize for Fiction, making her the first woman… Read More RE-ENTRY TRAUMA; HOLD ME CLOSER
Takes more than combat gear to make a man Takes more than a license for a gun Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can A gentleman will walk but never run If “manners maketh man” as someone said He’s the hero of the day It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile Parys,… Read More Chasing after Lijsbeth Arabus