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Trigger Warnings For Poetry

Trigger Warnings For Poetry

A reader contacted me this morning to say that after, having enjoyed Fleeting Ink, they were interested in reading Crossroads Poetry and Broken Body Fragile Heart, but that they couldn’t really cope with reading about self harm and therefore weren’t sure whether they’d be able to enjoy the collections. I can totally sympathise with this: at the time that I wrote these poems, reading about self harm probably would have screwed me over too, and the last thing I want…

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A Fleeting Offer

A Fleeting Offer

This is just a quick note to say that my second poetry collection, Fleeting Ink, is currently free on Kindle. This should be worldwide (I checked US and UK and they’re both showing up as free, but I don’t know about other Amazons), so wherever you are, if you’ve been wondering about reading some of my poetry, now’s the time to do it. I haven’t written poetry in a long time. I haven’t written any all year, as far as…

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Buy One Poetry Collection, Get One Free

Buy One Poetry Collection, Get One Free

I feel like it’s now been long enough since I published my poetry collections that most people forget they exist. That’s fair enough. I regularly forget that they exist, too. In the months after I first released Crossroads Poetry, I remember checking KDP every day to see if I’d sold another one, and being disappointed when a week or a month passed and I hadn’t, but those days are long gone. Honestly, I’m not sure I sold any last year…

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Unreliable Muses

Unreliable Muses

What is it about poetry that’s so unpredictable and inconsistent? Like most writers, I’m prone to fluctuating between “write as often as possible and ignore this concept of the ‘muse’ because it’ll never turn up” and “I can’t write, I have no inspiration”. The two are contradictory, and often I’m aiming for the former but the latter sneaks up on me and becomes a ready-made excuse for why I haven’t done anything for weeks except reblog gifs of tiny little…

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Poem-mas Day 10: Eulogy For Bronwyn

Poem-mas Day 10: Eulogy For Bronwyn

It’s the last day of Poem-mas, and I’m writing this post a little hurriedly — I didn’t quite allow for how busy I’d be on Christmas Eve, what with the last-minute present buying, family arriving, and general disorganisation. Also naps. So it might be a bit shorter than the others, but I guess that’s probably not a bad thing. This poem doesn’t come from any of my published collections. I wrote it in August this year and while its subject…

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Poem-mas Day 9: Crucifixion

Poem-mas Day 9: Crucifixion

We’re almost at the end of the Ten Days of Poem-mas! Which is probably just as well, because my habitual erratic posting means I’m ill-suited to daily blogging and keep forgetting that such a thing exists. Fortunately it provides me with another way to procrastinate on writing my dissertation, but nevertheless I don’t think it’s something I’d ever do long term. Because it’s nearly Christmas, and I come from a Christian background, I thought I’d share one of my more…

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Poem-mas Day 8: A Distant Ghost

Poem-mas Day 8: A Distant Ghost

I almost forgot about today’s Poem-mas post, and then when I remembered it was already getting late, but I’m not above staying up late due to an arbitrary commitment I made to the internet and which absolutely nobody will notice if I miss, so here I am. HELLO INTERNET. YOUR TASK FOR 2016 IS TO PERSUADE ME TO GET A LIFE. Anyway, after some dissertation funtimes this afternoon followed by a nap I didn’t really mean to take, I’m in…

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Poem-mas Day 7: Kiss At The Crossing Place

Poem-mas Day 7: Kiss At The Crossing Place

Well, I didn’t think I’d be posting this early in the day, but I somehow woke up about two and a half hours before I’d planned, and have dragged myself out of bed to blog and take care of a few things before we leave for Cambridge later. You’re the ones who win in this scenario — I’m exhausted, but at least a blog post gets written! Today’s poem is a very personal one, and one that very closely links…

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Poem-mas Day 6: Fighting The Early Hours

Poem-mas Day 6: Fighting The Early Hours

Whoops! Bit of a late one, this — I was singing in our church’s carol service this evening, and while I’d hoped to get the blog post done this afternoon, I slept instead. Because naps. However, since I know a lot of my readers are in other timezones, I guess it doesn’t matter when I post as long as I do. Today’s poem is once again from Crossroads Poetry. It originates from a point in my life when I was…

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Poem-mas Day 4: Self Portrait

Poem-mas Day 4: Self Portrait

Okay. I think I can say with reasonable confidence that this poem isn’t depressing. It’s a matter of opinion as ever, but I think there’s very little in this one that could be construed as miserable in the way the others were. So I count that as a victory. (Confused about what Poem-mas is? Read this post.) That said, my choice of poem today comes with its own problems, namely that there isn’t a lot to explain about it. There’s…

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