I have a short story over on Solveig Werner’s blog for her Advent Calendar. Check it out here.
Happy International Women’s Day! Today, I am happy to host Lidy Wilks, who is on a blog tour promoting her book of poetry, Can You Catch My Flow?. Check below for a chance to win a free copy. You can find Lidy on her blog, Facebook and Twitter.
Is Poetry Dead?
Many a time I see plenty of articles extolling how poetry is dead. How no one reads poetry anymore. And if they do, they’re somehow archaic or some rare creature, a myth from fairy tales made to flesh and blood. Read more
Welcome back to another post in the Monday Inspirations series, where guest bloggers write about the books and authors that have inspired them. Today’s post is by Dr Gulara Vincent.
What can a memoir set in Soviet Russia have in common with a memoir set in Iran? Let’s find out.
Elena Gorokhova’s ‘A Mountain of Crumbs’ stole my heart straightaway. Her writing is exquisite: I can see, smell, even taste the places she is writing about. Set in Leningrad in the thick of the Soviet regime, the characters in her story and the oppression she experienced as a young girl feel painfully familiar. Her mother reminds me of my grandma, and her rebellious sister of my mum. The poverty mentality, the constant fear of saying or doing the wrong thing, even her sweet tooth and the candy she used to eat as a child – I could relate to them all. I have memories of becoming a young pioneer, and the brainwashing we underwent at school. The public humiliation for loving someone at school if it came out into the open was on the cards too.
There were also points which diverged from my personal experiences. Like Elena, I loved English. Albeit grudgingly, Elena’s family supported her to pursue her dream and learn the language well. In contrast, Read more
Welcome back to the Monday Inspirations series for an inspiring post from Matt Steel.
Have you ever read a book that made you more awake and aware? A book that made you wiser, kinder, or more creative? That challenged the way you see the world and your role in it? In my life thus far, there have been several books that catalyzed various turning points. Walden, by Henry David Thoreau, is near the top of that list, despite the fact that it took two attempts for the book to work its power in me.
Thoreau was a man of many facets and trades: A writer, transcendentalist philosopher, naturalist, abolitionist, surveyor, and historian, among others. In 1845, Thoreau built a small cabin on the shore of Walden Pond, near his hometown of Concord, Massachusetts. He wanted to create a quiet place where he could write. But he also wished to withdraw from the noise of society and gain a clear view of it, live simply in the thick of nature, and, in his own words, “to suck all the marrow out of life.” He did not want to reach the end of his life only to find out that he “had not lived.”
Thoreau lived on the Pond for about two years. Walden is the account of his experiment and reflections during that time. First published in 1854, Walden is a heady mix of memoir, philosophy, satire, and nature writing. Although the book was initially met with small success, many later critics have praised it as an American classic that explores simplicity, harmony, and the savage beauty of nature.
I’d like to apologize for not responding to comments over the last few weeks. I’ve had so much going on behind the scenes, some things have been on the back burner. But know that I read and appreciate them all and I’ll write back very soon.
This week I have two guest posts up. One is over at Part-Time Monster on the Slavic myth of Devana. The second is on why I write on Gulara Vincent’s site. Check them out.
Stop by tomorrow for a brand new piece of flash fiction.