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BREAKING NEWS

“The Headpoke” my third illustrated poetry chapbook has been accepted by a publisher for publication later this year.

More at a later date.

“The Spermbot Blues” my second poetry chapbook illustrated is tentatively to be published by OpPRESS this Spring 2017

 

Welcome, grab a tea, take a comfy seat and enjoy my WordPress site.

I am a writer, local historian, genealogist, photographer and grandfather. I adore the counter intuitive.

Suckled on ‘Under Milk Wood’, William Blake, T.S.Eliot, Fleetwood Mac ‘Rumours’, Holst’s ‘The Planets’, in adolescence ‘Waiting For Godot’, Bradburys The Illustrated Man, Brechts Threepenny Opera, Ted Hughes.

At Hull University I had a play performed in the Gulbenkian Theatre called Still Children’.

I was a member of the Bristol Poetry Performance groups ‘Rats For Love’ and ‘Dead Rats On Leave’, performing in venues all over the South West. Amongst others publications I have work in their 1993 Anthology ‘Rats For Love: The Book’.

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What am I working on

Completing final book in my four book ‘The Four Gifts’, also called ‘The Four Gifts’, a short mystery, magical novel bringing together themes and characters from two poetry collections:

‘The Fabulous Invention Of Barnsley’ and ‘The Place For Breath’, and a collection of Short stories/Radio Piece  ‘The Four Songs’

Writing up the rest of my family history history research, that includes the tale of Charles Teft Laurence, Master Mariner, a Victorian tale of apprenticeship, marriage, shipwreck and family tragedy.

Invisible Town (inspired by Italo Calvinos Invisible Cities) and Wombwell early and late strolls are daily tweets building up to a larger work.

How does my work differ from others of its genre.

Strangely, after I had completed most of my family history (2010-2014), I discovered direct connections with my first collection of poetry, The Fabulous Invention Of Barnsley (1993).

My ancestor Thomas Laurence was Chairman of the Liverpool Select Vestry that administrated the Liverpool Workhouse, in ‘The Gold’ I recount an experience of Barnsley Workhouse. There are many other connections. If you like, see if you can find them.

My writing poetry/prose is interconnected by recurrent themes, characters. On my blog are early versions of my seven poetry pamphlets:

1. The Fabulous Invention Of Barnsley
2. The Place For Breath
(3. The Four Songs (Short stories/Radio Piece) 4. The Four Gifts (Novel))
3. The Bag Bottom Poems (Miscellaneous)
4. The Seven Breaths
5. The Stone Languages
6. The (The Reinvent The Remains) As A Documentary Treatment
7. The Desiccated Bus Shelter

The Cup of Easter Ale (1531), a murder mystery as poetry

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The Bleaching Of Richard Peaudane (Historical/Romance poetry/prose)

The Quick Fables (Flash Fiction), covering science fiction, fantasy, extreme realism

My first tweeted children’s story ‘The Wombwell Unicorn’ featuring the young female ghost ‘Blue Mary’. *******
Non Fiction

Extracts from Family History Articles

Miscellaneous Articles, including one about how art leads to art, the idea of ‘reverie’ and so on.

Why do I write what I do?

I want to make sense of who I am, where I came from and where I live. An impossible but engrossing job.

I want to make sense of why others live the way they do, who they are and what they do. In the past, it seems, our job or trade defined us and the place where we lived. What do we mean by ‘place’? Landscape?

The importance of dialect and geology in giving a sense of belonging.

I wish to discover the marvellous in the everyday commute.

How does my writing process work

I explore ways of Seeing, ways of telling, ways of making sense.

How we piece what seems absurd into what is reasonable. Incongruity, surrealism, ‘kitchen sink’, super reality.

Using all five senses, all aspects, history, society, encompass all of it.

As for writing process. I have an idea then one of two things happen: I hear the voice then have to really listen and record what it has to say in the way that it says it accurately, or it comes all at once and I’ve all on to get it down.

I sometimes have to return and rewrite as I did not hear the voice clearly the first time.

The voice, monologue in some form, not usually confessional, seems to be my main mode of expression.

A workshop for sixth formers was broadcast on Radio Five Live. And I also read some of my poetry on BBC Radio Bristol. My first pamphlet of poetry was ‘The Fabulous Invention of Barnsley’ favourably reviewed by Ian McMillan, among others. I taught creative writing, literature and local history for the Workers Educational Association for eight years, part time.

I have recently started combining photography and poetry, inspired by Ted Hughes ‘River’.

Writing is landscape, memory, history, dialect is like Burgess’s, Hoban’s language of the future. If you like space for your imagination to work, enjoy inclusiveness, perhaps this is for you.

14 thoughts on “About

  1. Hello,
    I found you when I was looking for information on Thomas Laurence, it was interesting to read your articles on the Laurence ancestry, Thomas Laurence 1781 -1868 spelt with a (u or a w) was my 3rd great grandfather, I am doing my family tree on the English side which is the Laurence, and on the French side which is Heron on my grandmother’s side, she married George Laurence who was born in Pendleton Lancs. he Lived in France from the age of 18 or 19 and worked in Chantilly as a Groom.

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  4. Remember Brian Sefton,s workshops at the Barnsley centre for the unemployed? Except we weren’t unemployed exactly, we were employed in the business of describing sticks poetically, first tentative steps, prophetically for some of us, stayed that way for others

    • I cannot forget him, Deborah. He gave me confidence in my own ability at an early age. He was and is an inspiration. I was,sad to read of his death, though sometimes his heart and body were so fragile with drink I often thought he hadn’t long. I hope you enjoy my site. Love to hear what you think of my published chapbooks. Great to hear from you again.

      • Thank you for replying…I,m not actually sure what a chapbook is to be honest…is it an online book or something physically existing?. I didnt know Brian had died, but I thought he might have as I have done searches for him. I love the title of that Barnsley collection , your first I think. Its my birthplace and where I lived alone and was creative, so I have fondest memories of it…people there were such characters and friendly. I wish I,d stayed. Do you remember Geoff? He was such a decent man, and a nice friend. and there was Gordon and christian John. I still have written through the years but not formally, and its mainly memes at the moment.
        I,ll read some more of your poems. I,m so intrigued that you still write. Don,t people usually give up ??? are you still so deep? i think yes, maybe. Do you still carry a bag of books , or is it now a kindle ?? do tell…

  5. Hi Deborah,
    Thankyou for following my blog. A chapbook is what the English would call a pamphlet. Apparently today it is a minimum of 40 pages long. I’m honoured you like the title of my first. It was an adventure in 1993. Only now am I getting back to getting more published. I remember most who met in the CEAG building, now demolished and replaced by a car park. I am glad you have continued with your creativity. I have never given up writing because it is physically painful to do so. My imagination demands a place at the table. I still get an immense buzz from it. Hopefully my youthful attempt at depth is now leavened by sharp humour. I still carry a bag, sometimes with a kindle, a surface and one or two books.

  6. Hey, I hope I havent unfollowed you Paul, cos I clicked ‘follow’ again thinking I hadn’t done it right the first time, but apparently I had, cos you just said thanks for following you.
    To be honest, I,m not really sure how to use this site, I tried to post something and then lost it, and I keep ending up on the ‘stats’ page of all places…and as we all know, stats are just lies, damned lies. And although , I’ve been a member for years, I,ve never used it.
    I did manage to get to your blog ok, though, which is the main thing.
    Oh dear, to think that there are cars where ex miners and young upstarts used to sit drinking coffees and sharing art. That can,t possibly be an improvement can it…What is the world coming to ??!! I mean that’s such a big question I,m not really posing it, but you know, I just think ‘what ??!!’ Cars are so bland too. They could have turned it into something interesting like erm…a disney themed book shop/cafe (with wifi) or….a sweet shop. I have never been interested in cars. I only ever had one and I was pleased when it was stolen. I prefer walking, feels more natural, I kind of know how my legs work,andI can,t kill someone accidentally if I walk too fast 😊
    what are you writing at the moment. I don,t just mean for published. I mean what,s the last thing you wrote,or feel like working on ?? I think its fun to be creative too…AND therapeutic, sort of…you can try out saying ,lots of things imaginatively through the mouths of others…characters indeed !
    My dad came to see me today. He lives at Whitby. We don,t see him much. I tnought it was strange that we were laughing and talking while afew days ago I was singing ‘my father never loved me’ to my casio. (which was altogether out of character for me to do – I,m sure I hardly ever think about it at all and never when I,m at my casio ha ha)..but thenI thought today (rather generously 😆) maybe his father never loved him either, so he had nobody to teach him how to do it…makes me think of that Philip Larkin poem ‘this be ther verse’.
    Gosh I,m too chatty today for such a site …perhaps . Hope you don,t mind and hope you had a good day 😆

    • I love chatty. I had problems with WordPress at the start. But, as with all things practice and perseverance pay off. All things pass. My old comp. school demolished. The familiar ever becomes unfamiliar. I have no interest in cars, either. Never passed my test. Walking helps me think and for us. Getting into the voice of characters can be fun, but harrowing at times.

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