Archive for March, 2011

March 30, 2011

On Hemingway

I think he is a great writer. Some people differ on this. He was certainly a good writer. That’s what he would have said anyway; I think. But I like him.

I read a collection of quotes and transcripts of his, written up by someone, anyway, the book is called Hemingway On Writing. In a way it is a kind of biography.

It’s stimulating and I enjoyed it. It didn’t take long to read. I was particularly impressed with his consistency of opinion on writing/writing process/life (that’s general) ect… I also think he was quite wise for a young man. Which can be unusual.

There is also an interesting correspondence between him and Scott Fitzgerald. I would like to read more so I will get the collection of letters that has been put together. I think it is still in print.

There was also a Pinter Posse meeting this morning. I seem to be able to blog after a Pinter Posse meeting. I like it. I think there is something in that. I haven’t written too much on the blog recently. That is because I have been mainly writing short stories which is not a bad thing.

But now I feel like writing and the blog is the quickest way to write.

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March 7, 2011

Zap. Zap. Pow. Pow.

When I was at school the in thing for semi-middle class white boy gangsters to do was to make a gun with their fingers and go: braaaaap braaaaap! to each other in a effort to seem bad man init while busting bare low batty blad.

And it was all quite ridiculous.

Lupe Fiasco’s new album is called Laser.

Will the new thing to do be: zaaaaaap zaaaaaap!    ?

I hope so. It could see the resurgence of Star Trek.

March 4, 2011

Update in the World of Jonblog.

Let’s see, been busy busy.

The weather has been darn fine in Aberystwyth this week. A wee bit nippy and, as my mother always said, ‘bitter’. What does that mean? The weather gives you a bad after taste?

It’s like those nonsense jokes she used to tell me:

‘Why is a mouse when it spins?’ she said.

‘Erm…’ I said.

‘The higher it goes the fewer,’ she said.

‘Right,’ I said.

Which is a bit like postmodern language poetry because they like to put seemingly unassociated words next to each other and to disintegrate narrative and sentence and structure and poetic line.

Like this:

 

apples in the middle

L

A

M

P

S

ntoeoobk wirntnig

 

Ok, that is a terrible example. Actually, a good example is to look at digital poetries. That’s kind of there, almost, but a little different, but still, it’s quite a good example.