Thursday, 13 June 2013

Writing About Writing



Writing about writing


OK, I have been asked to think about not only how I write, but the what and the where. I write in a variety of places for a variety of reasons - some good, some bad. I write to escape; escape the mind-numbing tedium of a four hour train journey, or a transatlantic flight, or insomnia, or worries about my life, or even the pains and spasms that wrack my body.  The question of where do I write is best answered as everywhere.

Cafes, planes, trains, automobiles, libraries, park benches, military training facilities, bars and even occasionally home. I write about many things; what I see, what I feel and what I have seen. I draw on my past, my experiences to build a truth for my characters. Everything I do, everything I write has something of myself inside. Everything I have produced opens myself to others in a truly terrifying way, offering a portion of my heart, my soul to the world outside.

No matter where I am, there are always certain things that are a given when I write. There’s always a net connection even if I have to tether my phone to the laptop. I always have a drink nearby and I’m always curled into myself. I bounce ideas off my editors, chat, and browse the net all as not just an escape but to allow me to pause, to mull things over and to concentrate on writing what’s best for the time. 

The drink is as much to play with as it is for the fluids. I have this really bad habit of chewing bottle caps. I generally have something snacky because I will either get lost in my work and just write through meals or I snack because I’m bored. Depending on my mood I either chain vape, do lines of snuff or pack pipes and take my laptop with me to find somewhere to muse contemplate and smoke. When writing from my bed it usually ends up with me dog tired and just dropping off with my netbook on my chest, waking up with the screen in front of my eyes, warm and cozy with the footmarks from the machine imprinted in my skin.

So yeah basically that’s a short trip into the hows and a touching on the why of my writing, just about ready to pop on the next stop of the blog tour so. . .

See y’all next time. Same blogtime probably a different blogstation.

Thursday, 6 June 2013

Aya's Inspiration - MSHP Blog Tour guest



Heya gang, 
I have been asked to introduce another writer today who is borrowing the flat while I am away touring the blogosphere,  a writer who though sharing the queer spectrum with me holds radically different views and speaks with a voice different to mine. 
I don’t wear my politics or group affiliations quite as strongly on my sleeve as she does and don’t generally subscribe to the views she holds about group-think, but this is what free expression is about -- the right of people to hold views that you disagree with and even championing their right to hold those views. 
Though in this blog, I will comment on others views in relation to mine, I wont cast aspersions on their character for doing so.  To this end, I am lending Ms Aya my place in the sphere to discuss not only her work, but her social politics as well… 
So without further ado I give you Aya Walksfar.




What inspired you to write this book? 

My murder mystery novella, Dead Men and Cats, actually grew from several different insights that were born from various opportunities I had to experience some unique situations.

One of the things I’ve had the pleasure of doing in my life is to act as a speaker for the Seattle police in a diversity training situation. Though this was years ago, I still recall how misinformed some of those young officers were about lesbians and gays. Some of them grew up in areas where anti-lesbian/gay sentiments prevailed.

It was my experiences with them, as well as my experiences in the lesbian community, that made the reality of hate crimes very clear to me, and how sometimes law enforcement--being comprised of real, live humans--can be impacted and, in some ways, hindered in dealing with hate crimes.

But it isn’t only the mainstream community who has members with anti-lesbian/gay sentiments. Growing up in the mainstream society, young lesbians/gays often have no role models (until relatively recently), and at times grow up hating themselves, denying their own sexuality and creating issues for themselves that can have long term, negative effects. I wanted to show how one young man deals with this internal conflict.

The fourth ingredient that helped create this book was my admiration of strong women. When I speak of strong women I am talking about women who are faced with difficult, and, sometimes frightening, situations but they persevere in spite of everything.

The two main characters in Dead Men and Cats are Megan Albright and Janie Sampson, a lesbian couple. In most ways, these women are ordinary: Janie owns a riding stable, Megan is a paramedic. They live together in a long term, monogamous relationship in a small community. How they deal with discovering a dead man and a live calico kitten in an old rowboat, and the violent events subsequent to that, is what marks them as strong women.
 
It was from these insights that Dead Men and Cats grew.

For those who would like to read my novella, Dead Men and Cats, it is available at http://www.amazon.com/author/ayawalksfar 

Folks can get to know me better by visiting my blog at http://www.ayawalksfar.com
or chat with me on facebook, http://www.facebook.com/ayawalksfar and http://www.facebook.com/AyaWalksfarAuthor.  
 I can also be reached through twitter @ayawalksfar.
Or shoot me an email at : ayawalksfar@gmail.com  





Born in a rougher section of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, (and there were several of those when I was growing up, though I hear Pittsburgh has cleaned up very nicely over the past couple of decades. I haven’t been back in years.) I soon learned how to make myself invisible. If you tend to be on the smaller side, this is a very good talent to cultivate. As a result, I got to observe people in their myriad of attitudes and emotions. They fascinated me.

In self-defense against loneliness, I learned to read very young, and to write. My first story was written in pencil on those tablets for little kids with the huge spaces between lines. It was a story about a lost dog. Do you ever forget your first?

Ever since that day, I have been creating alternate realities.

Fortunately, my life has been anything except traditional, and therefore, I have never run out of stories to tell. I lived on the road for several years, have worked non-traditional jobs (and a very few traditional jobs), and have walked many dark roads and city streets.

Currently, I live on a 12 acre wildlife/wild bird/indigenous plant habitat that my wife of 25 years and I have created. During a single year, we host over 68 different species of birds, and many different animals.

When I am not either reading or writing, I love to hike, take photographs, work with my German Shepherds and Papillons, tend the land, horseback ride, travel, learn new things, and since I recently acquired a motorcycle, learn how to ride a bike. I am having a great deal of fun perfecting that skill! Whenever I have the opportunity, I also search for the perfect chocolate. There are many good chocolates in the world, but I am convinced that there is a “perfect one.” Have to eat a lot of chocolates while I am researching!


Sunday, 2 June 2013

I'm On Tour!




So it seems I have been roped into another trip by my sometimes editor/ sometimes guidance counselor/ sometimes writing partner Ms Mack, She packed my bags, booked my ticket and somehow managed to find my passport from its spot under the sofa cushions with enough money for a coffee on the way and even managed to get me to the church… oh wait wrong story.   Blogport on time, even with the Left turn, not right at Albuquerque all without being cavity searched by the TSA, which is a win in anyone’s book.

So, my first destination is a place called Mountain Spring House, and according to the guide book, “you will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy.”  No, no, wrong script again . . . that’s Congress.

 Mountain Spring House is a publishing company which, for some unknown reason has decided I actually have talent and has expressed an interest in my writing, once I have finished my MA and actually finished the blasted book.



Go check out Mountain Springs House Publishing at: 

The blog tour page can be found at:  MSH Bog Tour.



So, as well as trying to find myself since I am usually barely aware of where I am at the moment, regular readers of this blog will remember the disclaimer that I am strung together with caffeine nicotine and a cocktail of drugs that would make John Belushi think ‘sod that, let’s stay in and play scrabble.’

 I am here to promote my fellow writers and promote my writing and make some new friends and colleagues as well. So, well shit! Look at the time, my ride’s arrived!  My tickets here and I just have time to neck my coffee and chase it with my morning meds so away we go!




 

Thursday, 21 February 2013

Just to say hi.

Hey just a thing to point out yes I am Alive and still writing

http://storytimetrysts.blogspot.co.uk/2013/02/caberet.html

is my newest story.

enjoy it