What’s smaller than 70? 46! 46 hrs to go on the Book of Never #6 Kickstarter, folks š
In case you haven’t come across this yet and also follow my fiction, you can see updates and notes on add-ons and stretch goals here:
And the image below has a link to the general campaign details!
The Kickstarter is live and if you’re a Never fan, here’s your chance to pre-order his 6th adventure – the one where he finally learns his true name!
Over on the kickstarter page you’ll see some great rewards for backing the campaign – one of which that I’ll mention here, is that folks who do pre-order the adventure will receive the novel in May whereas everyone else will have to wait until July š
Just click the image below to take a look!
If you pledge you’ll get early access to new releases, along with exclusive updates, previews, images, videos, fiction and Patreon-only giveaways too š
The ego of it, right?
Of course thereās got to be at least some involved any time I post, since the very act of sharing my stuff implies that I think it doesnāt suck.
Well, with that in mind, Iāve recently released 2006 : 2016.
In this collection, Iāve tried to cobble together 116 or so pages of poetry that I can still look at without chuckling at myself (or worse :D).
Thereās also a few pieces in here that might have been previously published individually but which never made it into a collection, something small for longtime readersāāāotherwise youāll find a range of free verse, haiku, haibun and senryu spanning the collections pollen and the storm right up to VI.
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When I started sifting through notebooks, old files and the individual collections themselves, I thought I was taking a final step in book-ending my time as a poet. My fiction was selling and I was finding it harder to commit time to poetry, since I had a couple of ongoing series-length fiction works to keep me busy and which readers seemed keen for.
But the more I looked through my old stuff, even the rubbish, the more I missed poetry.
It wasnāt like returning to an old āmistressā or any of those sorts of cliches, it was more like the cliche of returning to a neglected part of me.
Despite the frustration Iād always feel whenever I struggled with a poem, the way I always fought myself over āusing language poeticallyā while still keeping hold of the idea that poetry was āan act of communication that actually needed readersā, I was excited to return to poetry because that struggle was also fun. (I was so excited that I did two things, I started writing poetry again and I sought out two poets from Oz whose work I loved and offered to publish their collections, but more on that in another post!).
Now, writing poetry might seem like a rather unspectacular thing for a poet to do. Utterly regular, really.
But it wasnāt regular for me at the start of 2017, and hadnāt been for a long time. I remember looking at my bio on my website one day and asking myself, am I still a poet if I donāt even write poetry anymore? (āEx-poetā doesnāt look as snappy, huh?).
The act of writing poetry had become āirregularā because Iād stopped writing poetry a couple of years ago. I mean, I still tried here and there, but I went from writing anywhere from 2ā5 poems most nights to 20 aborted pieces a month, and then to about 5 finished pieces for an entire year.
And I know why, but it took me a long time to figure it out.
Part of it was the fictionāāāthat was taking off in late 2014 and it was fun, I was giving it a proper shot. But the other part of my poetry-drought came from a crash in confidence; Iād totally lost it when it came to verse.
A few years ago, one of my mentors let me down (and the poetry community here in Australia, and overseas too) in a pretty significant way and I hadnāt realised until this year, while putting together 2006 : 2016, just how deeply his mistakes had impacted me.
Iād tied too much of my self-belief to his support.
Once the depth of his plagiarism became clear, aside from the disillusionment I felt, I realised that if he thought I was good and yet he turned out to be dishonest, how could I trust his opinion of my work?
And so I slowly stopped, just kinda gave up on poetry. Stopped writing, stopped sending it in to comps and mags, stopped reading it, stopped looking for it.
And like I said above, I now see it was stupid of me to tie my confidence up that way. I should have been stronger.
But thankfully, putting this āleast worst ofā together reminded me that I had improved over the years. When I looked at stuff from 2006 and compared it my most recent work, I saw the change. And it reminded me that once upon a time, Iād push through all kinds of flat spots, all kinds of rejections, and just keep writing. My stubbornness would fuel me; I wanted to get better and for a while I think I did get better each year.
Back in Feb, I collected all the poetry I could find and announced what would āprobably be my last poetry collectionā rather dramatically, I guess. It seemed the right choice at the time, since my heart wasnāt in poetry anymoreā not whollyāāābut now it strikes me as almost childish. And Iāve since realised that poetry really is Hotel California (and thatās okay too).
Now, Iām happy to say that Iām ready to push myself once more in 2018 and thereās gonna be fiction and poetry this time š
Hi everyone, sharing some poetry news today!
First up: the previously announced reissue of my 2009 collection Stepping Over Seasons, which has been expanded, is finally available as both print and ebook.
Second, I’ve also compiled a ‘least worst of’ (2006:2016) which draws from all my collections and hopefully presents some highlights along with stuff that I was keen to include. While (at the moment) 2006:2016Ā is only available as a print edition, both it and the new SOS feature previously uncollected/unpublished work too (SOS also includes a short author’s note on the selection process etc).
(SOS cover by Vivid Covers)
Both books are available at most retailers, like AmazonĀ Ā B&NĀ Ā Ā FishpondĀ Ā Ā Angus & Robertson BookworldĀ Ā Ā Book Depository etc if you wanted to check them out š
AND now onto the big news! Close-Up Books will soon be publishing two new poetry collections š
We’re very proud to be releasing Magpie Tales by SB Wright and The Frequency of God by Mark William Jackson! Both collections are due to launch officially this Thursday (but you might be able to find some retailers selling it early) so stay tuned for more info, including samples and purchase links š
Long time no post here, but I’m back today to share a new release š
The Yellow Butterfly & Other Stories is a collection of short fiction that brings together some of my previously published and unpublished stories from the last 5 years or so. Here’s the blurb:
Leap into worlds like and unlike our own
A creepy restaurant stalks its customers, steampunk slaves find a new home in the Australian desert, storybook characters come alive to make deals with the Roman God of Sleep and in the future, a synthetic society suffers dark consequences of endless augmentation… all these stories and more lurk within.
A collection of short fiction featuring steampunk, cyberpunk, fantasy and even a little horror!
It’s currently available across a wide range of retailers as an ebook for $2.99 and as a paperback for around $15-$20 or you can enter a Goodreads Giveaway for a chance to win a print copy right here š
Hi again folks! My first epic fantasy novel, City of Masks is 99c today if anyone is looking to try some of my longer work šĀ (Just click the image to be sent to your region’s Amazon).
