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Poetry, Photography and Art: online reading and Q&A with Kirsten Imani Kasai and Pretty Owl Poetry
Posted October 24, 2014
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I had a great time reading a few poems and chatting with the lovely folks over at Pretty Owl Poetry about art, words, process and creativity last night. My poem “thirst” appeared in their third issue along with a photograph that I took in Romania (cover). Thanks to Kelly, Rose and Gordon!
Q & A with James Rhodes
Hello Page a Day readers! Give a warm welcome to our author tour guest blogger and friend from across the Atlantic, British author James Rhodes.
1) What am I working on?
I am currently working on a summer special of the Hettford Witch Hunt series. Hettford is my tribute to the small English villages that I grew up in and around and the small minded self-importance of “special-interest” groups. I started the series mostly out of my own frustration with extremely long novels with extremely thin plots that dominated fantasy and horror in the mid 2000s, and as a failed attempted to merge my two favourite formats (short novels and sitcoms) thereby coining the term “litcom.” A term which I have failed to mention on any of my marketing material and that has resolutely failed to catch on. I wanted to write something short, snappy, fun and escapist for my own benefit as much as anyone else’s. Hettford is very much character driven and writing it is a lot like spending time with my imaginary friends. It should be available in early July.
(Note: you can start reading the Hettford series for free via Kindle! Just click to download.)
I am also working on a series called The Days of Mr Thomas which is my attempt at creating dirty three chord punk songs in the shape of loosely connected flash fictions. This runs weekly on the Schlock webzine. It’s a difficult format and it doesn’t always work out but there have been some great installments and I have a lot of fun spewing bile into it.
2) How does my work differ from others of its genre?
A not entirely favourable review of Hettford criticised its approach to horror for not being shocking and ‘scary’ enough. Whilst this wasn’t entirely a compliment, it is exactly what I was trying to accomplish. I am a British writer and one thing the British don’t do well is big budget spectacle; my favourite horror writers are M.R. James, Nigel Kneale and Kingsley Amis. I grew up on the supernatural psychological thriller. The Omen, The Medusa Touch and The Night of the Demon where always scarier to me than Halloween or Driller Killer (the other films I was watching at 9 years of age). This is perhaps because I also spent quite a bit of my childhood walking around unlit country roads and being told ghost stories. That’s the feel I want from my work, the subtle horror that could be waiting anywhere and that can’t be beaten because it can’t be touched.
As a child I was a devout Catholic and to me the Devil was a corporeal being that might appear in your bedroom at any given moment; especially if you were foolish enough to have a mirror in there. When I was about 8, I took an orange from the fruit bowl without asking. I had never seen a blood orange before and when on peeling it I discovered it to be the colour of blood, I assumed it was a sign that Satan had seen my sin. I spent the majority of the night clutching a set of rosary beads to ward off the coming evil. This is the kind of experience I want to convey in my work; a childish and irrational fear of the dark will always be more unsettling than a perfectly reasonable fear of physical danger.
3) Why do I write what I do?
I think I started writing with the idea that one day people would read my stuff and say “OK, that bloke isn’t as stupid as he looks.” However, a good two decades have passed since then and my efforts to write incredibly clever fiction have fallen flat on their faces and it is painfully apparent that I am, if anything, more stupid than I look. So now I write to enjoy myself because I love reading and I love escaping in to the fantasy world that books provided and the type of brief psychological fantasies I love reading are so hard to find these days.
4) How does my writing process work?
I start with characters. I used to just base them on people I know or, if they got to have sex, on myself. These days I like to start by building them a personal history (a technique I nicked from Stanislavski’s theatre practice) and using their personal history to dictate how they would respond in certain situations. I have some idea of where I want them to end up and then I put them in situations to see how they react. I generally need to map out the whole book before I start writing and then to map it out a few more times as I’m going along; the characters often ignore my direction and do more interesting things than I had planned for them. Or the plot that I had written turns out to be a bit boring.
I realised in my third novel that I had a classic Doctor Who reference in everything I’ve written and that’s something I’ve continued with. My most consistent process is that I come up with an idea that I think people will really love, work at it violently for a couple of months, realise it’s crap and then hide it for the rest of forever. I think that’s why Hettford has been as successful as it is because it was never intended to be great; it was always just intended to be enjoyable.
Next week (June 23), drop by the blog of Paul Melhuish, author of ironic anti-heroes and malevolent beasties, to learn about his writing process. paulmelhuish.wordpress.com.
“Poe and his enduring literary legacy assure me that there will always be a market for our sort of gloom and doom. A century and a half later, his stories still resonate with readers. For Poe expresses what is most essential and inescapable, peaks of joy, deep pools of regret and the desperation with which we cling to the known world—whether fearing or welcoming our inevitable end.” Check out my new essay on Annotation Nation.
Oi! Get yer sick & twisted, right here!
Announcing the launch of an exciting new literary venture from authors Kirsten Imani Kasai and Jesse Caverly (aka Excelsior Smith).
“We are not afraid.”
Body Parts is a new, online literary magazine that publishes speculative fiction, fantasy and horror. Each quarterly issue focuses on a theme, which can be interpreted in a multitude of ways and expressed through the creation of bold, fearless writing.
Issue no. 1–METEMPSYCHOSIS–debuts October 2013. We are currently accepting submissions, now through August 31.
Details at www.bodypartsmagazine.com.
After nearly two years of “vacation,” I’m ready to get back to work on “Asta Requited”) the third and final novel in what I’ve unofficially dubbed The Raven Scribe series (book 1 Ice Song, book 2 Tattoo). It’s as if I’ve been traveling in a distant land on a mission or Peace Corps assignment, and am now returning to the States and the life and people I left behind. The writing life is “home.” Being immersed in a fantasy world, dialoguing with imaginary characters (I say that with chagrin–they certainly seem real to me) and being intimately caught up in personal dramas is my standard modus operandi. “Vacationing” is just that. A diversion from my fictional reality. I expect a bit of culture shock upon returning home as I adjust to the old surroundings and routine.
Nathan Bransford offers some advice on returning to writing after a long break. But most importantly, he warns “Writing is hard. Getting back into writing is really, really hard…It can feel so incredibly intimidating to start again. You might not remember where you left off. You had gotten used to filling your time with episodes of Downton Abbey.” Umm, yeah…there’s that. Along with entire seasons of Luther, Peep Show, Portlandia, Torchwood and many others. Was I a responsible writer who read Important Works and kept up with my industry during vacay? Of course not. I drank Manhattans and read magazines. I slept in. I went out. I dilly dallied and frittered away my time. Vacations are nice but eventually, thoughts turn toward the mail piling up behind the door, gossip you’ve missed out on, the familiar dents and lumps in one’s own mattress and a longing for home ensues. I’ve reached that point familiar to all holiday-makers–less well-rested than restless. My “family” awaits. I’d text/call/email if I could. “Soryk/ah…heading home now. See you soon. Put on the kettle for tea–we’ve lots of catching up to do. Missed you v. much. Love, Me.”
Yoga for Your Writing Hands
Posted March 6, 2012
on:A creative mind may be the most important tool for a writer, but nimble fingers run a close second. Fingers that dance across a keyboard, keeping up with the author’s thoughts as she develops characters, describes settings and fine-tunes dialogue.
But fingers, hands and wrists are just like any other part of your body. They have to be cared for, pampered and maintained. As cold winter mornings approached, I was reminded of these facts when I sat down to let the writing flow and my fingers decided they weren’t ready to join in.
Joints were stiff, and my fingers felt prickly. My brain was warmed up but my hands were not. I asked my yoga instructor, Linda, about this dilemma. She said it all about blood flow and shared a few hand exercises, to get the blood moving again in my fingers, hands and wrists. One of my favorites is placing my hand in namaste (prayer) pose, spreading my fingers wide, and then pushing the fingers away from each other. (see photo).
If your fingers are fighting back, craving a bit more circulation, check out these three yoga videos (links below) that offer great yoga exercises you can do sitting at your desk, sitting at a red light or on the couch while you’re waiting for the next great idea to appear.
Something as simple as opening and closing your hands slowly can get the joints lubricated. Don’t forget to occasionally, wrap your arms around yourself and give your self a hug. It’s a great way to stretch your back and shoulders after hovering over a keyboard.
Namaste.
Three youtube videos to get you started.
Yoga for Arthritis: The Hands & Wrists–KimMcNeilYoga (7 1/2 minutes)
Bridget Briant (4-1/2 minutes)
–Claire Yezbak Fadden
Drowning by the wolf moon’s light
Posted January 9, 2012
on:Tonight’s full moon is the wolf moon. The last full moon I honored was the blood moon. Blood and wolves, they go together like Scotch and ice, hugs and kisses or meat and bone. (Read a great post about the wolf moon.)
Tonight I would open my throat to that moon and let it take my voice. I would lie down under the stars and beg the wolves to take me—make an offering of myself. Tonight I feel that I could peel off my skin and expose the hidden beast within, run wild through dark woods and summon dark magicks.
The other night (like so many) I couldn’t sleep. Lay awake, staring into the dark and thinking, understanding again what is meant by a dark night of the soul. Since the wolf moon’s last appearance, my soul has waxed and waned a hundred times over, been eaten down to crumbs and scales, reborn and devoured again.
2011 was my year of drowning. A collision smashed my craft and toppled me into the sea. I’m not a good swimmer. Have always relied on floaties, safety lines and keeping my toes in the sand. I floundered, grabbing for anything to pull me up and out, to save me.
Metaphorically I died. An ocean of tears closed over my head. I lost the will and the desire to breathe. Suffocation hurts, but I welcomed the pain and flickered in and out of consciousness. Hallucinating. Dreaming strange and beautiful dreams, dazzled by the visions and the lights. I waltzed with ghosts in slow, hypnotic spirals, dancing to the memory of music no longer playing. I surrendered to death because there was no choice but to endure the descent and lose sight of everything familiar. But my abyss was not the wasteland of dread I feared. Wonderful, magical creatures appeared to offer me air. They took my hands and guided me ever deeper into the darkness and the small, histrionic monsters I encountered there were not very powerful. Their dramatic displays of teeth and claws were just for show. I burst them like bubbles. I learned to swim and found that I could hold my breath for a very long time. I have inhabited every corner of grief and survived. “Death” was not what I expected.
The clenched fist inside my chest opens. My ribs part like gates to release showers of stars. Weightless, I return to the surface. At last, I can breathe deeply for the first time in many months. I have arrived. It’s not where I thought I’d end up but it’s so much better.
January is named for the Roman god Janus. This two-faced god, who looks to the past and the future, is the guardian of transitions, beginnings and endings. Here again, we cross another threshold. On this January night of the wolf moon, we move through the doorway into a new year.
Did you sink last year or learn to swim? Tell me, will you offer yourself to the wolves tonight?
25 Things Writers Should Stop Doing Right Now
Fiction is my refuge
Posted October 19, 2011
on:Some things are extruded, rather than composed. I suppose blog posts should be more thoughtful, but this is all I can manage these days, friends,—to sweep my thoughts into a pile and push them under your rug.
Fiction is my refuge
my flight/wings/home
—a paper wasp nest bound up about me—
tucked under bridge joints/rumbling highways
mud-daubed by cliff swallows
darkly sheltering
Fiction is the fount and spring
healing sulfur waters—caustic/spoiled
which burn going down/coming up
It is balm/salve/butter on my wounds
the scab-peeling tongue
licking and licking
to get to the raw
It is the leech/lamprey/worm
maggot words squirm
writhe in sores
teethe on decay
gulping/regurgitating dead dreams
all that is futile and infertile
Fiction’s the blessing,
the holy dip in rushing rivers
the magic sprinkle from strangers’ hands
the portal, the gate, the door
A pit. A pendulum.
Unspoken, unread
pinned by sharp serifs and stems
held captive by white space
bittersweet promise
longing for the blank page
–Kirsten Imani Kasai
Take an Elevator Quiz
Posted October 18, 2011
on:Every author (published and underpublished) knows — in order to drum up interest — you need to have a short, catchy description of your novel. One you can spurt out in the time it takes to ride an elevator from the first to the fifth floor. It’s a struggle to condense a gripping 100,000-word novel into one sentence that will hook agents, editors and readers.
Writers like words, lots of words. And we don’t like leaving anything out. That makes for a constant battle between succinct and complete.
While I scanned USA Today’s Best-Selling Books List recently, I discovered that there are many authors who have mastered this drill — in 12 words or less.
A white woman tells the story of black maids in 1960s Mississippi. (The Help, Kathryn Stockett)
A poor art student stumbles upon a duffel bag filled with diamonds. (Kill Me If You Can, James Patterson & Marshall Karp)
Trouble and coldness descent on a kingdom. (A Game of Thrones, George R.R. Martin)
I was impressed by how they boiled down three-, four-, five-hundred page novels into one concise sentence. So I checked out other best sellers that have appeared on the list during the past five years – just to help me focus.
Thought you might want some help too. So here are 12 more “book list loglines.” This time, though, you’re gonna have to match them with their title.
The answers are at the bottom, so don’t peek!
TITLES
A. The Memory Keeper’s Daughter
B. The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society
C. The Art of Racing in the Rain
D. The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
E. Love in the Time of Cholera
F. Water for Elephants
G. Playing Games
H. For One More Day
I. To Kill a Mockingbird
J. Nineteen Minutes
K. The Alchemist
L. The Lovely Bones
LOGLINES
1. Journalist is hired to investigate the disappearance of an heir to a wealthy family.
2. Post-World War II epistolary novel set on English Island.
3. 1960 coming-of-age classic about racism.
4. Murdered girl peers down from heaven to narrate this story.
5. A novel that reflects on what it is to be human, told from the family dog’s point of view.
6. Shepherd boy searches for buried treasure.
7. Mother and her baby are separated.
8. Love, drama in a circus in the 1930s.
9. Troubled man spends a day with his dead mother.
10. Aging man and woman renew their youthful romance.
11. Act of violence shatters small New Hampshire town.
12. Female toymaker rescues her daughter from heartless kidnappers.
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ANSWERS
1. Journalist is hired to investigate the disappearance of an heir to a wealthy family. — D. The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson
2. Post-World War II epistolary novel set on English Island. — B. The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows
3. 1960 coming-of-age classic about racism. — I. To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
4. Murdered girl peers down from heaven to narrate this story. — L. The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold
5. A novel that reflects on what it is to be human, told from the family dog’s point of view. — C. The Art of Racing in the Rain, Garth Stein
6. Shepherd boy searches for buried treasure. — K. The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho
7. Mother and her baby are separated. — A. The Memory Keeper’s Daughter, Kim Edwards
8. Love, drama in a circus in the 1930s. — F. Water for Elephants, Sara Gruen
9. Troubled man spends a day with his dead mother. — H. For One More Day, Mitch Albom
10. Aging man and woman renew their youthful romance. — E. Love in the Time of Cholera, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
11. Act of violence shatters small New Hampshire town. — J. Nineteen Minutes, Jodi Picoult
12. Female toymaker rescues her daughter from heartless kidnappers. — G . Playing Games, Claire Yezbak Fadden (caught you on that one!)
–Claire Yezbak Fadden
It’s a Numbers Game
Posted October 4, 2011
on:I’m a journalist by trade. Alongside grammar spelling, punctuation, my J-school professors spent hours instilling proper writing styles and guidelines. There was a style and/or a guideline for everything from titles and temperatures to numerals and nobility. If in doubt – no problem – just flip a couple of pages in the AP Stylebook and presto, the answer appears.
It’s not so easy when you’re writing a novel. There is no universal stylebook. Both pursuits use words as their primary tools, but that’s pretty much where the similarities cease. You won’t see an inverted pyramid in fiction. Most magazine articles don’t build a story world. Various opinions exist about series commas and as far as writing numbers exist, all bets are off.
Ultimately your publisher will issue a “stylebook” listing their preferences, or so I’m told. Until I reach that point, however, this underpublished novelist is combing through novels and asking advice from writer friends. Here’s what I’ve pieced together. Feel free to add, correct or compliment as necessary.
Spell out:
Whole numbers under 100: not just zero to nine (as we newspaper types were taught). Fifteen. Sixty-six.
If you have a mixed numbers in a sentence, use numerals for both. Mary had 43 Facebook friends, but Ramona had 443.
Fractions. Four-fifths. Three-ninths.
Ordinal numbers under 100: Fifth. Twenty-third.
Time: Two o’clock in the morning. Three-fifteen in the afternoon.
Money: Forty-three dollars
Dates: August 9, 1980
Percent: Fifty-five percent. Nine percent.
Addresses: 456 Sesame Street.
For more on writing numbers, check out Grammar Girl Quick and Dirty Tips.
–Claire Yezbak Fadden
This morning I finished reading Ann Patchett’s novel Truth and Beauty, a memoir about her friendship with Lucy Grealy. It’s a lovely, tragic story and I would have “closed” the book on my e-reader and enjoyed its lingering aftertaste much more had I not felt so uncomfortable. Dare I say, dirty?
How could she do it? I wonder. How could Ann betray Lucy’s confidences, expose her friend’s suffering to strangers in such a lovingly brutal way? How could she remember all of those conversations and moments, when time condenses and distorts memory into something almost unrecognizable from the original events? Was she taking notes all along? Did she realize early on in the tumultuous friendship “This will make a great story.” Because unless Ann took dictation and captured Lucy’s words verbatim, she was fictionalizing.
It made me squirmy, this literary exposé. I am always so careful to avoid writing about anyone I know—friends, family, acquaintances. I have had people search for signs of themselves in my writing and been relieved when they didn’t find them. I try to be cautious with reality. When my personal life seeps into my fiction (as it invariably does with any writer) I am careful to use only my own emotions surrounding an experience. I mangle and mash the unstable flux of “feelings” into new shapes and découpage them onto paper dolls and cut-out scenery. I will not give anyone away.
For a moment, I regretted purchasing the book, as if in doing so I had colluded in an act of aggression or witnessed an assault and stood by, doing nothing. But the discomfort is mine—not Ann’s, probably not Lucy’s—for I’m aware that everything we feel and say about someone else is just a mirror image. Our praise and protestations are our breath upon the glass, giving us a glimpse of something that prefers to remain unseen.
Kirsten Imani Kasai
The Best Writing Advice Ever
Posted September 13, 2011
on:If you’re like me, you’re looking for words of advice–any kernel of wisdom to help you transform 250 pages of prose into a published novel.
Writing a book is a long journey and the trek isn’t for the weak of heart. E.L. Doctorow likened it to “driving a car at night. You can see only as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.” I see it more as trudging through the darkness with only a flashlight to illuminate the way — and your batteries are low.
Along our writing path, we stop and talk to other writers. Ask their opinion, question their methods and delve into what system works for them. We read the pages of published authors, hoping to uncover a secret or two. We’re learning, bit-by-bit, how to persevere. Not to give up the quest. And maybe, hopefully, some day be published.
During my journey, I’ve uncovered a few nuggets — manna for my writing soul . . . some more useful than others:
“Read. Read. Read.”
“Minimize the back story. Less is more.”
“Use active verbs.”
“Limit exclamation points!!!!”
“Put your butt in the chair.”
“Show, don’t tell.”
“Make sure you back-up your work on an external drive.”
“Get real familiar with story structure: Set-up, Response, Attack, Resolution”
“Up the stakes for your protagonist.”
“Stick to one POV.”
“You need more POVs.”
Obviously, I add to this list regularly.
This week, my shout-out for “the best writing advice I’ve ever received” goes to Anne Lamott. Her book, “Bird by Bird” is jam-packed with worthwhile, real-world information, advice and guidance she has shared with her students. For nearly two decades, writers have eagerly dipped their spoons into this book and scooped tasty tidbits of enlightenment designed to keep them at the keyboard. Among Lamott’s most famous advice is permission to write that “shitty first draft.”
The gem I’ve mined from her book is: “…sit down at approximately the same time every day. This is how you train your unconscious to kick in for you creatively.”
I’ve put her concept into practice and within a few weeks, my writing has improved, not just in quantity, but in quality. Amazing how showing up for work actually works. Thanks Anne.
What’s the best writing advice you’ve ever received .. at least up to this week?
–Claire Yezbak Fadden
Becoming a Better Critique Partner
Posted June 7, 2011
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I’m fortunate to have two critique partners who pour over my work with a commitment to make me a better–and published–novelist. The three of us have been on this journey for a couple of years now and I know how valuable it is to have writers I trust comment on my work.
I often think of Randy Pausch’s words in “The Last Lecture” when he refers to a football coach who cared enough to keep on him to make him better. After a particularly tough practice an assistant coach told Pausch why criticism is a good thing. “When you’re screwing up and nobody says anything to you anymore, that means they’ve given up on you.” My read-and-critique partners never give up on me. And I’ll never give up on them.
“When you’re screwing up and nobody says anything to you anymore, that means they’ve given up on you.”
When I spend time reading their pages, I want it to be of value to both of us. I’ve learned the more I critique, the better I get at it and the more my own writing improves. (Funny how practice always makes perfect, just like Mom said.)
There is a big difference between critiquing and providing a line-by-line edit. If I see glaring grammar, spelling or punctuation issues, I’ll comment, but GSP is not the focus of my critique.
I’m spending my energies determining if the story world works.
Is the tension in each scene enough to make me want to turn the page?
Does the pacing of the book feel right? Not too fast, not too slow?
Am I asking myself, what will happen next or are things dragging along?
Do I care about what’s happening to the characters? Am I invested in the outcome?
Are there enough visual images? Are there too many? (As far as I’m concerned that’s just as bad.) Do I want to skip sentences, paragraphs, entire pages?
What information you look for when you receive critiques from your critique partners? What information to you supply?
–Claire Yezbak Fadden