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Sam van Zweden

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Old people, dead birds, relationship breakdowns

It’s a gripping title, no?

I’ve been meaning to post about recurring themes and imagery in my writing, and to find out if this happens to other people. Will I grow out of it? Do I actually want to grow out of it?

I go through phases where the same imagery pops up in my writing, whether I like it or not. And they continue to resurface.

I’ve gone through a phase with disjointed and severed limbs. One with dead birds. Right now I’m going through a thing with old people. Usually there’s a relationship breakdown involved, or cyclical and unstoppable time. Perhaps it’s the way all these things can be connected to decay, and appropriate to use with breakdowns and time.

I’m torn between whether this makes my writing same-ish, or if it’s giving me the opportunity to really explore the possibilities of imagery. I’m leaning towards the latter. I never use the same image in the same way. It’ll get recycled, but it a new direction…

Does this happen to anyone else?

Paying Off

One thing I’ve found essential in this writing game – a thick skin.

I’ve been submitting my work to magazines and journals for about a year now, and it’s a really bizarre process. Most times, you email off your submission and you don’t know whether they’ve received it or not, then you sit on your hands for the allotted amount of time before assuming you’re safe to send the piece off somewhere else.

Occasionally I’ll receive a “Thanks for your submission – we’ll get back to you shortly,” and when I do my heart bursts with joy at some (any!) sort of acknowledgement.

Only recently have I got entirely practical and a little bit anal about this thing, and made a spreadsheet which details which piece went where, when, and when I should hear expect to hear back from them – and then the contact details of who I plan to contact if I don’t hear back. That was one thing that became really clear to me throughout the EWF – if you don’t hear from an editor within the timeframe they give you (most submissions guidelines will tell you how long you can expect to wait), it’s absolutely okay to contact them to check what’s happened to your submission. Editors are people too. They get busy. They lose stuff. They experience technical cock-ups.

The last year has been a long haul of ‘submit/wait/submit somewhere else/wait again/maybe get an actual “no”/cry for a bit/submit somewhere else/wait … ” (ad infinitum). But after all this, I think I’ve finally gotten somewhere, folks!

Yesterday I received not one, but TWO emails that made my heart sing. One said, ‘yes, yes actually we would love to publish your piece!’… the other said they thought my piece had potential, made some suggestions for re-working, and encouraged me to re-submit it.

I won’t name names of publications here, because I have a feeling that’s not entirely kosher. Let me give you all a bit of a spoiler about your first acceptance letters though – they are ABSOLUTELY the opposite of rejection letters.

The rejection letters I’ve received thus far go something like: “Dear Sam, Thanks for your submission to ____. Due to the volume and quality of submissions we have received, and limited space in the publication, the editorial process has been difficult. We are sorry to inform you that we will not be including your piece in our next issue, however we encourage you to submit more work in the future. Regards, Editor.”

They’re so vague and soul-crushing. “BUT WHY!?” I’m screaming at my computer, “WHY!? What was wrong with the piece?”

Acceptance letters though? Nice. Lovely! None of this vagueness. They say yes, then they tell you exactly why they think you’re awesome. I kid you not. It’s such a just payoff for all the soul-crushing the last year has brought. Finally, finally, finally, I got something past an editor!

So keep your eyes peeled, kids, I’ll keep you updated as to WHERE my work will be appearing closer to publication date.

And maintain a thick skin. It’ll happen.

Together Again

They had 47 years together
before Grandpa got swept away
on a tide of cold sweats and
shaking limbs.

They planted a sack of rattling bones in the ground.
The test tubes and charts left behind
had nothing to do with what we remembered
Grandpa to be.

We cleared all that away,
all the empty pill bottles
the special oxygen mask next to their bed –
we kept the Grandpa from before.

Grandma smiled sadly,
standing in his cardigan at the cemetery –
her feet pointed toward Grandpa’s grave
as she stared into the hills.

“He’s at peace now,” she said.
But all I could think of was
that bag of bones under six feet of clay,
the earth pushing down on him.
But not the “him” that I remember.

She wore the cardigan for ten days,
and when she wore her own clothes again,
they were just
…black.

She seems less now,
shrinking into whatever black she wears today
and I wonder if she still sets his place,
or turns down his side of the bed.

I wonder how it is that they’ll
find one another in the dark,
together again in the family grave,
when the dirt is just so heavy.

This piece appeared in Ex Calamus’ sixth edition, themed “Reunion”. You can download it here.

Admiration/Inspiration Thursday with Benjamin Solah

It’s here! The new meme is here!

Admiration/Inspiration Thursday will appear on LGWABP once a week, featuring an interview with someone I admire for some reason, or a collection of things that are inspiring my writing that week.

This week’s guest for A/I Thursday is Benjamin Solah, Marxist Horror blogger. I’ve been reading Ben’s blog for a few months now, and had the good fortune of meeting him in the flesh during the EWF this year at multiple events.

Ben’s been chosen for A/I Thursday because of his sheer awesomeness and drive. He balances writing, blogging, and an incredibly active political involvement. His blog is a mashing-together of all these things – when I first saw this I squirmed a bit, but after reading it for a while I’ve realised that this entirely eclectic mixture really works. I’m not disinterested in politics, but it’s certainly not something I’m passionate about – I truly admire Benjamin’s investment in it, and how passionate he is. Just check out that picture below – you can see it!

Benjamin makes politics accessible for cretins like myself, and keeps a good levels of personal involvement in what he blogs about, so that it takes on an extra level of interest.

I admire him. He inspires me. I caught up with Benjamin for a chat.

Five words to tell us who you are.
Geeky Marxist Horror Writer/Blogger

You have quite an interesting blog – you combine your passion for politics with your love of writing, along with some tidbits from your personal life. It’s a pretty eclectic mix, but somehow you pull it off. Tell us a bit about how you make it work.
If it indeed it does work, and sometimes I doubt it does, I think it comes to the fact that I started the blog for myself more than for other people. I was naïve and had no idea about niches and audience and I think that could’ve been disorienting in this case.
I just write what I feel like. Some days some politicians pisses me off and I want to rant about it, other days there’s some debate about publishing I want to engage with.
If I felt like I had to manage a delicate balance between content, or write about one thing, it would be obvious to those that are reading. Sometimes the news is boring and there’s nothing political to write about. Other times, I’m not writing and too engrossed in a particular issue. I think that ability to sometimes switch off from one section helps too.

Your blog is starting to be recognized in the writing community as an emerging force-to-be-reckoned-with, how have you responded to that?
Wow, that’s quite a statement. I think I might quote that somewhere 😉 Despite what I said before, there is still very much something extroverted about blogging and so I enjoy getting a lot of attention around particular things I’ve written and the discussion it can prompt.
I’d like to say that I’ve just gone on and done what I’ve always done but I have to admit sometimes feeling the desire to tap into this audience and writing to cater to this writing community.

You update your blog quite frequently; how do you keep finding material?
There seems to be always a million things and questions running through my head so it’s usually not a matter of looking for material but working out which ones to go with. I read news and blogs quite frequently so often political issues and debates appear that prompt me to respond which is a large part of political blogging as well as more nuanced debates within the socialist movement that appear now and again such as anti-consumerist politics.
With writing, there’s a variety of blogs and events to bounce off. Whether I’ve been to a launch, there’s some debate about publishing or I’ve come into a problem during my own process of writing such as with editing or through feedback.
Then there are things like #Friday Flash which give me regular slots to fill.

You’re a very busy man – you work, you write, you go to loads of events, you read a heap, you can be found at most leftist rallies in Melbourne – how the hell do you manage to fit it all in?!
The key for me had been that I don’t do all that much work. Let’s hope my boss isn’t reading this but I have a bit of freedom in my job that I can fit writing, blogging and most things I need a computer for between the hours of 9 to 5 which is handy because with being a socialist, some weeks I have no time outside of work hours to write.
Protests and political meetings tend to come first on my list of priorities and it’s about saying this is a ‘must go to’ thing more so than I’d say about my job. It takes a while for the people around you to understand but eventually they caught on. I’m working on making people understand this about my writing.
And I wished, with all of this, that I had more time to read more!

You describe your writing as “Marxist Horror”, and are currently working on a collection of such stories… Describe to us what that is, and tell us a bit about your current project.
Marxist horror is a genre I kind of loosely defined myself that basically entails dark, usually violent, horror stories about the capitalist world we live in from a Marxist perspective. Sometimes you could even take stories out of the news and it would fit like stories of war, oppression and exploitation. But I think the genre is about amplifying the horrors, blowing them up and making them confronting and in your face so people see what’s really wrong with society.
The collection, Capital Comes Dripping, began as way to focus myself on a variety of smaller pieces as one whole collection including a novella about zombie fascists. It’s a wide variety of pieces now including a lot more poetry than I first envisioned and they deal with different issues and problems with capitalism, whether it is the exploitation of workers, homophobia, sexism, war, racism.
I think it’s an easier way for a reader to get a broad and whole idea of what I’m on about as opposed to a novel. A novel might focus on one issue, or try to look them in a broad sense, or moult of few issues together but a collection can focus on a lot of things and hopefully they tie together in a sense and draw out the connections between a lot of the world’s problems.

Are there any writers you would say have influenced you in your writing?
The closest writer to me would probably be China Miéville, who’s a Speculative Fiction writer from Britain that’s quite dark in a lot of his work whilst also subscribing to my particular Marxist school of thought, Trotskyism though his writing tends to be less political explicit than my stuff.
But before politics, I was just influenced by mostly horror. I was obsessed with R.L. Stine’s Goosebumps as a kid and later the goriest horror movies you could find. I love Stephen King, read a lot of it and think his work has a lot more depth than people care to admit.
And then you look at the political fiction, Steinbeck, Orwell, Fight Club and kind of it kind of merges together unconsciously. I don’t think the two are as far apart as they might seem. The Grapes of Wrath is amazing. It illustrates something more horrible (The Great Depression with food being left to rot whilst people starve) than anything King could come up with.
And finally, if you look at the way the early Marxist writers polemicise against capitalism, the imagery and language they use is so dark and horror-like – from Karl Marx, “Capital comes dripping from head to foot, from every pore, with blood and dirt,” to Engels describing the conditions of industrialisation in Britain to Rose Luxemburg:
“Violated, dishonored, wading in blood, dripping filth – there stands bourgeois society. This is it [in reality]. Not all spic and span and moral, with pretense to culture, philosophy, ethics, order, peace, and the rule of law – but the ravening beast, the witches’ sabbath of anarchy, a plague to culture and humanity. Thus it reveals itself in its true, its naked form.”

And how did you come up with such a genre? Did you find yourself accidentally sliding your politics into stories, or do you do it more consciously as a political statement?
The politics kind of naturally slid into my writing. It wasn’t dogmatic or forced as some people might imagination like agit-prop literature. It would’ve been more forced if I tried to keep my writing and political ideas separate which is what I tried to do for a time.
If you’re writing any fiction but with me, horror, you write about the things that scare you. It just so happens that as a Marxist and someone that hates capitalism the things that scare me are the political; the vilification of Muslims to violent ends, bombs raining down on Afghanistan, being chained to work for the wealth of someone else and spending the majority of your waking hours working, refugees being locked behind razor wire and people feeling so insecure about their sexuality that it drives them to suicide.
It’s natural that these things are what I write about because it’s what I think about all the time.
I tend to try and avoid seeing writing as a political statement even though it can be because I don’t want people to see me writing as the main game in changing the world. I don’t think writing can substitute for actually getting off your arse and doing something, getting out on the streets, convincing others. For me, mass action is the real political statement, but that said, I hope my writing can inspire people to get involved in that, that perhaps they already sense there’s something wrong with the world but just maybe I describe it in a particular way or connect with them on a personal level that is pushes them to get out there and do that, to get involved.

Do you have any advice for people like yourself? And who, indeed, are these “people like yourself”?
I’m not sure there are people quite like myself. I’m sure there are some people that are pretty close and in that case, they ought to get in contact with me.
But for emerging, perhaps politically engaged writers, you just need to write and get out there and see the world. If you want to write political fiction, it’s probably best you don’t lock yourself away because you need to see what’s wrong or right about the world for yourself in order to write about it.
And submit, and go to events and blog and leave comments on people’s blogs (like mine) and have conversations.

And what’s next on the cards for Benjamin Solah?
Aside from working on various projects, I’m doing a bit of performance poetry. I’m trying to get out to some different open mic nights to read a small selection of poems I have. I’m finding it quite new and exciting, getting to get angry in the microphone and add that extra bite to my writing.
I’m also working on a zine called The Red Pen where I’ve gotten together a bunch of socialists and gotten them to send me anything with the idea that they’ll send me something not necessarily obviously political but you can see what really makes them tick in the subtext. The first issue is coming along nicely and will be out, launched in Melbourne and Sydney, in the next couple of months. Keep an eye on redpenzine.wordpress.com for updates.
And I’m in the middle of a really exciting and promising project, Chinese Whisperings, which is an anthology project of interconnected short stories in multiple books. I’ve recently finished my first draft of my story which is the 10th one in The Yang Book and getting a lot out of the process especially with editor Jodi Cleghorn. This is definitely something to watch and I’m really excited to tell the story I’ve got for it as it’s a character that’s been swirling around my head for a while.

Thanks heaps to Benjamin Solah for providing the fantastic angry picture of himself and the awesome interview, helping me launch this new meme! Check out his blog, you won’t regret it.

Also, feel free to provide me with some feedback on this new meme, and if you have any suggestions for how I might improve it. Much appreciated!

New Meme, New Meme!

I said “New Meme” in the heading TWICE because I needed to. That’s how exciting this is.

It’s been in the ideas-bank for a while now, but it’s finally here and ready to launch. And it’ll be happening tomorrow.

The new meme is called Admiration/Inspiration Thursdays. Appearing weekly (on Thursdays – who’d have guessed?!) it will feature interviews with people who inspire me, articles about people/things I admire, and collections of things that are currently inspiring my writing.

Check back tomorrow for the first installment of A/I Thursdays!

LitLife’s Comment July Challenge

It’s almost July. It’s almost winter!

In celebration of these things, Megan Burke of Literary Life is running something called the Comment July Challenge.

Megan has realised that she’s a lurker. She reads a ton of blogs every day, but comments on a very small percentage of them. I’m the same. I don’t let fellow bloggers know that I enjoyed their posts often enough, I don’t often contribute to threads worthy of a discussion. Sorry, blog world.

Here’s how we make amends:

For the entire month of July, I (and Megan, and the other people who have also taken Megan’s vow of commenty) pledge to comment on at least five blogs per day, in an effort to better connect myself with the blogs I read, and make sure that the producer of said blogs feel the love.

As part of her vow Megan is posting links to her comments so her devoted readers can take part in the discussions. I’ll be posting highlights weekly, so you can keep track of where I’ve been having some commenty-fun.

Hats off to Miss Megan for such an awesome idea! Head over to her site to make your own pledge, and spread happiness and light with the Comment July Challenge.

Teaser Tuesday

Teaser Tuesday is hosted by MizB at Should Be Reading.

  • Grab your current read.
  • Let the book fall open to a random page.
  • Share with us two (2) “teaser” sentences from that page.
  •  You also need to share the title of the book that you’re getting your “teaser” from … that way people can have some great book recommendations if they like the teaser you’ve given!

” ‘You can promise to be as sweet as you want, but picture this: the future is a hospital, packed with sick people, packed with hurt people, people on stretchers in the halls, and suddenly the lights go out, the water shuts off, and you know in your heart that they’re never coming back on. That’s the future.’ ”

From Steven Amsterdam’s Things We Didn’t See Coming (p22).

Love-In

In the blogging community there are little widgety things floating around called “blog awards”. They snowball. You get one, then give it to a number of other people, who give it to other people and so on. It’s a sweet little internal love-fest for bloggers. I have suspicions about the nature of these things as shameless self-promotional tools. But I’m partaking. I’m in.
And it may help you, dear Reader, find some quality new reading!

…and I know that the recipients of this award will swoon over what appears to be a teacup full of roses.

This morning I received “One Lovely Blog” award from Spicyt. A big big thanks for that, Spicyt, I’m pretty chuffed.

So now I pass this award on to 15 of my favourite blogs. Yeah, 15! That’s a lot, huh? So here goes:

These, by the way are in no particular order… Let the Love Fest begin!

1. A Broken Laptop, by Mercedes M Yardley.
2. Adair On Books, by Misha Adair.
3. Clara Emily’s blog
4. Logic and Life
5. Dabbling All Day, by Nicole.
6. Creative Liberty
7. Should Be Reading, by MizB.
8. Thwok!
9. The Unabridged Girl.
10. Cellophane Teeth.
11. Literary Life
12. A Bisonicorn Cluster vomiting Rainbows.
13. So, You Wanna Be A Boxer?
14. Inkygirl: Daily Diversions for Writers.
15. Benjamin Solah, Marxist Horror Writer

I’m not sure how appropriate the term “lovely” is for all these blogs, but “freaking ace” is pretty true. So check ’em out. Partake in Love Fest 2010!

What Alice Forgot Review

Sometimes you fall out with people. You don’t choose to, but you drift apart and eventually one day they’re not there any more.

When you talk to people about it you say, “Oh, they’ve changed.”

Only, they haven’t. Or they have, but you have too. We all change, and it’s so gradual that we don’t really notice.

Liane Moriarty’s What Alice Forgot looks at this idea.

Thirty-nine year old Alice Love goes to the gym and has a fall. When she wakes up she believes she is 29, pregnant, and still madly in love with her husband Nick. Not only is she not pregnant, but she now has three children and is on the verge of divorcing Nick.

There are flowers from another man in Alice’s bedroom. There’s a mysterious card in her bag from another unknown man who talks about “happier times”. Alice’s eldest child is an absolute monster, far from the harmless “Sultana” she harboured in her belly ten years prior to her accident. Alice Love is now in utterly unknown territory. And she’s horrified to find out that the 39-year-old Alice Love is an absolute bitch: not someone she likes at all!

This story is nicely told, with the narrative shifting between three points of view. One is a third-person subjective point of view from Alice, another is Alice’s sister’s therapy journal, and the third is the utterly endearing blog kept by Alice’s grandmother. While having three points of view in the story has the potential to go awfully wrong, Liane Moriarty has executed this beautifully. 

The story gripping, showing the reader peeks of the life that Alice has forgotten, masterful in its release of information. 

Liane has written a novel that falls through your hands like grains of sand – I thought “yes, just one more chapter”…”just one more!”…each night that I sat up reading it, and chewed though the entire thing in 3 sittings.

It takes a lot for a book to make me cry. But this one did.

It also made me think for a long time afterwards about the ways people change, and I wonder what myself five years ago would think of myself now?

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