Tag: confessional
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Down Time
Tl;dr: My debut poetry collection is available for pre-order NOW under a NEW NAME and will officially launch in January! If you like nostalgia/memory, confessional writing, and a poetry collection with a dedicated playlist, snap up a copy here: https://reconnectingrainbows.co.uk/book/ybs/ Also, this website will be taken down sometime soon but the previous posts will be moved…
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Goodbyes
The stages of grief are so well-known they’ve joined the armchair psychologist’s lexicon. However, if you’ve experienced grief, you’ve probably noticed the moment you passed through each stage, how you can still fluctuate between them. Sometimes, when you think you’ve reached Acceptance, you start Bargaining again. Or you’re mired in Bargaining and slip back into…
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What Did I Write?
In her recent video on Lev Grossman’s The Magicians trilogy, video essayist Laura Crone does an excellent sidebar into the “unhinged zone” where she discusses the issues with and inherent superiority of Literary Fiction. As I watched, I completely agreed with her criticisms; I also resent the idea that one amorphous category of literature is…
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Writer’s Rush
In the past two months, too much happened. I got engaged, which coincided with both my birthday party and parents’ visit, and performed in a ton of cabaret shows and poetry open mics. Now, I’m writing to you from a cottage in the Cotswolds, complete with a bucolic high street, fireplace, and shops full of…
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Review: The Sorrows of Young Werther
Since I last wrote, I’ve received countless rejections and a couple acceptances. I’ve performed in my first poetry slam competition, and been recruited as a featured poet for a festival in Oxford. I’ll post next week about that, but just know the swings and roundabouts are giving me motion sickness and I guess that’s a…
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Zero-Sum
Since my last post, I have received one agent rejection and one (or three?) competition rejection(s). Indomitable, I continue to write whatever words appear in my head and pay for disappointment; I’m not writing to make money, but it is sickening when other people profit from your disenchantment. And that’s what I want to write…