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 When I’m giving a poetry surgery, there’s one core goal that I try never to lose sight of: that the person I’m working with, whatever their level of experience, should leave the session at least as motivated and enthusiastic about their writing as they came in (and hopefully even more so). I’ve written before about how much I value creative enthusiasm. For me, [ . . . ] → Read More: Lighting the bulb  Image by Ann-Kathrin Rehse As a kid, I loved making things from paper and cardboard. I developed a cunning technique of scrunching up paper then wrapping it in clear sticky tape to make relatively solid shapes, which could then be joined together into little creatures etc. I even used this technique to construct a horse with an internal wire frame and a string [ . . . ] → Read More: A holiday treat: paper art  A guest post by Patrick Andrews I don’t know why I love this film so much. It’s essentially a documentary – but without any more information than can be gleaned from the advertising hoardings flashing past at 225 mph (kph hadn’t even been invented then). Dunlop, Ferodo, Castrol, Firestone, Girling, Lucas… Set in 1970s France, it’s nominally about a 24 hours race [ . . . ] → Read More: Guest post: On loving ‘Le Mans’  Image by Luca Cinacchio I hope you’ll forgive me, dear readers, for the somewhat sexist analogy I’m about to make. If I were a knight in shining armour, gallivanting about with the Freudian symbol of my lance thrustingly at the ready, then the fair maidens I’d be championing would undoubtedly be that apple-cheeked beauty, enthusiasm, and her lovely cousin, the passionate amateur. [ . . . ] → Read More: A happy amateur  Image by Justyna Furmanczyk I was never a sporty child. I say this with a certain rueful regret, because it was not pre-ordained that I should be a butter-fingered nerd. My genetic pedigree was quite mixed: although my father was definitively bookish and sport-averse (perhaps in part due to his severe short-sightedness), my mother was so good at tennis that she’d once considered [ . . . ] → Read More: Opportunity, knocked out  Image by foxumon Drivenness draws its energy from the past. It deludes with a sense of striving for the future, reaching forward, being self-motivated, but all the while it pushes from behind: goading with the threat of old, un-acknowledged hurts and fears; spurring with the need to prove some childhood giant of a nay-sayer wrong; whipping up endless activity to drown out the [ . . . ] → Read More: Drivenness and enthusiasm: a field guide  Image by Horton Group On Friday night I attended the launch of the first Dualism exhibition in Forfar. ‘Dualism’ is an ongoing portraits-and-poems project organised by photographer Chris Park and writer Thom Laycock, which will be touring various UK locations in the coming year, and ultimately being released in book form. I gave a micro-reading at the launch, and in my introduction I [ . . . ] → Read More: Ardent for enthusiasm |
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