From today, all future posts are going to be here http://regularmovement.com
I don’t think I am a grown up. I don’t know if I ever wanted to be. Most of the best people I know never set up camp in that stagnant pond way of being.
I have not kept in my writing schedule in the last week, and I want to kick myself very hard for it.
When my schedule is hectic and I force myself to sit down and write, that is often some of the best stuff. I have had what I think are pretty interesting experiences in the last week, and that is always great fuel for my writing.
I plan on getting it in and keeping it in. I have been hitting other targets I set for myself so this is doable. If I were to grow up and take the situation deadly serious I might never write again. That isn’t going to happen.
Today I bought six notepads because they were going for 50 cents apiece. There are possibilities aplenty with those six notepads, and I am going to be honest, I considered buying more, and I know that I could fill them. I do have a seventh pad, and that is an ideas and essays pad.
I have this idea that developing some things offline and then releasing them into the wild as fully realised things may be something I want to do, alongside the regular online offerings.
I have been reading a lot of Kindle Singles too, and really want to start pushing them out regularly. Warren Ellis turned me onto Beacon 23, and I really like the format. There are a lot of different forms out there and they all present their own interesting and unique challenge, in the same a haiku or sestina might.
Poetry, prose, some mixture, something that will get a chance to breathe in the paperverse how things used to be. I will probably discuss it here at some point. Eventually all the Regular Movement stuff will be collected under a singular umbrella, and I will post a list of projects I am dedicating time to every week in a sticky post – the idea being I start to wrap up incomplete projects and move towards publishing, which I am intending to start on a different model.
Really watch this space – keep an eye on the shifting landscape.
As well as writing things, today I drew something – it won’t debut just yet, but it is the first piece of art that I have produced by sketching, for a while.
I had not realised how hard I find the whole process now, and not for the actual drawing of a thing, but because of how unsure I am about the final product and the whole process. It is odd, because with writing I have none of this; there is total confidence that I know what I am doing. Perhaps I can regain that – shouldn’t be impossible, should it?
Tonight is an almost burned out night.
Newsletters may be a thing of my future. And Kindle Singles.
I aim to get my name in lights. Yes.
Ego, jelly legs, and sleepiness … what a great idea.
I have been reading a fair amount of non-fiction of late, and I kind of have Warren Ellis to thank for a lot of it. I know he jokes about sky-rocketing Matt Fraction’s book-buying budget, but I am kind of in the same boat. I have followed Ellis for a long time, and I have been on-board with a lot of the ideas that he has floated out there for how to structure fiction, project ideas he has suggested that people should take part in: two of these, Loom and Weaponizer, that I was a part of, were fucking phenomenal.
It’s funny – in some ways I am having a one way conversation with him, and throwing out responses to communications he issues to his fans. I communicated with him once after my dad had passed, and I was upset and eating a bowl of cornbread (yeah, tis true) and he offered condolences and suggested my food choice might mean I was pregnant. None of this is the point.
Most of us who are writing are having a conversation with those that inspired us. Ortoematic was my tribute in some weird skewed sense to Brandon Graham’s King City, and the style he encapsulated there, which I took and reparsed into prose. Some of my poetry, and in some cases my prose, is a riff on the idea of harmalodics, put out there by Ornette Coleman. Fiction Designate was me trying to launchpad off the notion of design fiction, discussed by Ellis and codified by Bruce Sterling.
It’s been going on with me for a while – Visions In Heat (an unpublished poetry book) was my attempt to sing in poetry like Kristin Hersh in vintage Throwing Muses mode. I subsisted on a diet of The Beats, Aldous Huxley, and Ray Bradbury for a long time. Well, and also Heaney and the path and development of Celtic Mythology as followed through the entries in the entire Encyclopedia Brtittanica, which I became an expert on.
What before that? I studied philosophy and before that psychology, so to learn the terms I’d write poetry around them.
Before that I was writing Space Opera based around weird cheese dreams I had as a kid. And the first book I remember writing? Something riffing (or maybe straight up copying) from a Doctor Who book on dinosaurs. I used to draw things from all of those books.
So what am I doing now? Well, sort of in the same vein, I am bouncing off, and having a conversation with my girlfriend through our art and writing blog called “The Whole World Goldfish Bowled” which I talked about in the previous post.
It’s getting late – I may lay down soon and sleep.
For those of you who follow me around and enjoy reading what I have to offer, I really think that you are going to like this new project that I have.
Me and my girlfriend, the talented Natasha Szmidt, are teaming up to bring you an experiment in art and text that will give you a smorgasboard of different genres and styles that all cohere under a wonderful aesthetic that is going to brighten your day.