Alright! Kate Litterer invited me to post as part of the Writing Blog Tour. If you haven’t done so already, you should check out Kate’s post, where she talks about her Ghosty Boo poem, which sounds like the shit. Here goes:
1.What am I working on?
Right now I’m pretty all over the place. I am currently editing a manuscript that will be published in the winter. You can check out a long poem from that manuscript here. I also have another book-length poem manuscript on the back burner that I haven’t worked on since December. Then I have two chapbooks I’m trying to get ready to send around, a long poem/poem series in the works, another series/long poem I just started and another thing I’m researching for.
I know, I know! I should focus. But the thing is, my brain is pulling in a lot of different directions and I’m letting it because I’m hoping something new and exciting can come from one or more of these little forays. Plus, I just moved across the country, am between jobs and haven’t figured out a new writing schedule for myself, so I’m doing the best I can! Jeez!
I’ll try to say a little (very little) about each of these different things. 1-The first manuscript is called The Bicycle Year—you can check out more information about that here. 2-The second (back burner) manuscript is currently untitled, but takes on questions of science in a manner similar to Saint Exupéry’s in The Little Prince, using multiple voices and modes throughout. 3. Chapbook manuscripts: one called White Twilight Object and another called Married Life. Maybe that’s all I’ll say here. 4. Long poem/ series: “Apple Hill Farm”—a return to prose poems for me; a strange world on a strange farm. 5. New long poem/series: titled “If I ruled the zoo.” I am imagining that maybe this and “Apple Hill Farm” could exist as some sort of split-side chapbook. And finally, 6. I’m researching epidemics and contagion narratives in the hopes of poems coming from that. Who knows?
Also, if you haven’t read The Little Prince in a while, read it. Just. Read it.
- How does my work differ from others of its genre?
I’m not sure how my work differs from others’ poetry. I struggle, often, to say what my work does, whereas I can see that clearly with others.’ In all honesty, I maintain a sort of willful ignorance about my own work until I’ve finished/it’s published and out there. If I get onto myself—if I know what I’m doing—I tend to fuck it all up. I never want to be too smart for my own good—or for my poems to read that way—and so I run the other way. I will say that I try to write things that make me feel unsure and even physically uncomfortable because then I know, at least, that the writing will differ from my own previous work.
- Why do I write what I do?
I write what feels necessary to me. I don’t know that that’s a good answer. I write the things that feel juicy. Usually when writing I get this very distinct physical sensation in my chest that let’s me know things are going well. If I can’t find that, I stop writing what I’m writing. I don’t know what that feeling is, but if anyone does, please don’t tell me.
(It feels a little like this, but inside your chest)
- How does your writing process work?
I cycle in and out of writing processes. As soon as I get too comfortable with something, I start to cheat and it stops working. For the past two academic years, I have gotten up at six every morning to write, and that worked well for me for a time and then felt a little forced. I’ve fallen out of that for the summer and don’t know whether or not I’ll go back in the fall. Maybe it will feel fresh and new again. Right now I’ve been using reading to fuel my excitement for writing, and I’ve been allowing myself to work in an unstructured way to try and accommodate the many different paths my writing is trying to take right now. Honestly, more often that not, I don’t write as often or for as long as I would like. But I’m actively practicing being okay with that. I’m just working on sitting in my chair.
(When I sit in my chair, I get to see these guys. Note that my succulents are as of yet still alive.)
Welp, that’s about it. Next up on the Writing Blog Tour: