On Being Ready to Receive

Everywhere we look, the consensus seems to be that good things are coming. Being open to them is key, so we set up camp open-handed and open-hearted.

Eventually, we get tired of waiting, and begin to wonder where the heck these ‘good things’ are. Even when we’re working towards them with everything we can possibly muster.

I posted about SPARK last week, the project curated by Amy Souza. I ought to have worked on my response yesterday, but the muse had other ideas. The piece that spilled forth within the next 30 minutes might well be one of the best poems I have ever written.

I have spent more time writing lately, although little of what I have written is apparently fit for public consumption. I look forward to being able to produce something that I can share.

I think this recent writing puts me in a really vulnerable position. I am facing up to things that I have never explored before…or perhaps never needed to explore. I trust that something good will come of this, as long as I am ultimately ready to receive.

What do you do to get yourself into a writing frame of mind? Do you believe in being ready to receive?

A Partial Return

It’s been nearly a month since my last post. During that time, I have completed and submitted my final project for my MA in Professional Writing at Falmouth University. As usual, I have had little time to get any other writing done, so I haven’t been posting here. I have tentative plans to take part in NaNoWriMo in November, but my posts may be sporadic until then.

I am still recovering from the intensity of the final weeks of my MA, as well as a couple of impeccably timed unfortunate incidents. I am well, but still trying to get back to where I was previously.

 

Wisdom from Anne Lamott

Since first picking up Bird by BirdSome Instruction on Writing and Life several years ago, I have adored Anne Lamott for her refreshing attitude to life itself. I found her latest essay on Facebook yesterday, when the walls of my mind felt as though they were closing in.

‘The truth is, everyone worth his or her salt–all your very best people– feel broken, stunned, overwhelmed and defection some of the time.’

– Anne Lamott, 30th May 2015

If you feel as though you are in the ring at the moment, take a look at the rest of Anne’s essay – you may find something helpful in there.

What lifts you up when you’re feeling down? Let’s talk in the comments. 

Sunday Thought

SundayThought

 

Whilst meandering through Twitter yesterday, this popped up in my feed:

 

 

At times, my creative journey has felt more like an odyssey, so I know exactly what Patchett is getting at. As I continue to work towards a state of being able to make peace with myself and the events that have shaped me into the person I am, I learn more and more about how I can work towards that ultimate goal of self-forgiveness.

Just a short post today – hopefully next week’s Sunday Thought will be a little more substantial. Thanks to Leigh at Headspace Perspective for the inspiration.

What’s been the hardest part of your creative journey? How are you working towards overcoming it? Let’s talk in the comments. 

Busy Achieving Dreams

Sorry for my silence, but it’s been quite an exciting time for me lately. I managed to achieve something that I wasn’t sure would happen. Last week, I went to the London Book Fair for the first time. I sincerely hope it won’t be the last. 

  

As you can probably tell from the photo – it was huge. Luckily, I mostly knew what I wanted to do, and had to do for my university work. After spending the first day wandering around in a bookish daze, I created opportunities to talk with people from Random House and Penguin, as well as potential contact with the commissioning editor of Hay House. 

I probably took far too many business cards for the amount of conversations I had, but next time I will remedy that by talking to more people. There were an excellent selection of speakers – most of the time I wished that there was somebody working on the art of teleportaqtion so that I could be in two places at once! 

I attended a number of interesting talks, though. One on setting up a small press in your twenties which will be useful in the future, and a talk on how publishers and agents are seeking out new talent. 

The unquestionable highlight for me? Mexico were guests of honour, and I got the opportunity to use some of my long neglected Spanish in actual conversations. Since 2009, I’ve been working on a translation of Ramón Sampedro’s Cartas Desde El Infierno. It was great to be able to talk about that with somebody who would actually take me seriously. 

Julio Trujillo, Editorial Director of Conaculta, was very helpful. Once things calm down with regard to my university workload, I will be in touch with him again with regardt to the translation. There was an excellent talk entitled ‘A Window on Contemporary Mexican Poetry’, where Tedi Lopez-Mills and Pedro Serrano read from their work. Although I am passionate about my native language, there is a music to Spanish which doesn’t seem to be in English. 

  

If I do make it back, it saddens me that I won’t get the chance to see the Mexican contingent again next year. There was a lot to absorb, and I was exhausted when I returned home. (I think I am still!)) It was a beautiful experience, though, and one I am glad to have had. 

Another highlight was the Poetry Pavillion, for which I temporarily overcame my fear of heights. That was where the talk about setting up a small press was held. As much as being a literary event, the London Book Fair is also all about the aesthetic. 

  

There were inspirational quotes on each of the panels which separated the Pavillion from other areas. I didn’t photograph all of them together, unfortunately, but I have individual images. The above quote was one of my favourites, allthough as a lover of Neruda, another won the day. 

  

Because of the book,

adorned with portraits of creatures of stone

is a conversation that I open to all the poets

of the earth 

So that it may be continued by all

In order to encounter the secret of life


Pablo Neruda

I’m curious to find out about others’ experiences of large literary events. Have you ever been to one? Leave a comment and let me know how it was.