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I could not stand it, but because it had been documented as it happened. Still was. It was not exploitation, the emotions of the podcaster and film maker were geunuine. I was reacting against the availability of everything instantly, even death. Even performing your life requires some preparation.
Cathy won the letterbox decoration contest this year.
Summary. For some reason, I feel guilty that I'm saying nothing political at all. Everybody else is. Shouting. Wailing. The other day, I found myself turning off a podcast about someone's death (also guilty) not because
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Yes me too.
I live here. We don't share our shrooms willingly.
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Postie!
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What can I say?
New pod, where you get pods. An extract from The White Library, me reading. Just a scene. Angela Donohoe's working on a gadget for finding secondhand books. We'd all like that right?
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Thanks to The Narratives Library for the recording. Link below.
Nighty-night from springtime. It's full of squid! I saw them. (Well, not all.)
Soo. Volunteering as boy tech.
Good on you.
Morning.
The Grapes of Wrath to The Dispossessed. Delany worked this seem. Most significantly, in Dhalgren. So John is right about sf re-invention, and Russ and Delany first brought that for me, as an outsider in White Australia.
Yes but is it poetry? I think the reason I grew up a Samuel Delany fan, so much so it carried me through Hogg, was that connection between otherness, weird, and poetic drives. And there's something about sf as literature of ideas which is now so attractive to Lit. This is what joins
The story will be puzzling, if you haven’t read TWL, but if you’re never likely to purchase and download for your favourite reader from PS, I have included a spoilerish blurb.
Many thanks to all who worked on this.
Oscar Voermans made prodigious music, Karl Presser recorded it dramatically and mixed and made excellent use of Oscar's basis.
Here's a bit of fun. To celebrate PS Publication’s publication of The White Library, a century ago today, during lockdown and in a time of increasing a-literacy, I’ve jotted a little monologue in that universe, also set in a library. It's a free audiobook! AND epub. AND bonus soundtrack. Oscar Voermans made prodigious music, Karl Presser recorded it dramatically and mixed and made excellent use of Oscar's basis. The story will be puzzling, if you haven’t read TWL, but if you’re never likely to purchase and download for your favourite reader from PS, I have included a spoilerish blurb.
Here's a bit of fun. To celebrate PS Publication’s publication of The White Library, a century ago today, during lockdown and in a time of increasing a-literacy, I’ve jotted a little monologue in that universe, also set in a library.
It's a free audiobook! AND epub! AND bonus soundtrack!
Gippsland! Giopopsland! It's all about Gippsland. Well, actually....
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A writer local to me. It pains me that this is so fluent and in so many different registers across the colleciton. Wish I could do that. Or maybe I can and I'm just having a crisis of confidence.
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admit, for certain, what I was and was not. The great project of Empire was to categorise: owned and owner. coloniser and colonised, évolué and barbarian, mine and yours. Iinherited these taxonomies. This, think, was the reason I played fuck-about-Fred with my ethnic identity as much as could. 'They' are still in charge and even when 'they' are saying luarginalised instead of mongoloid they are still acknowledging that we are an issue to be dealt with, When would it be my tum to hold the carrot and stick? My sister had grandiose chat about dismantling the carrot-stick complex altogether, but this manifested in being upset all the time, tweeting enthusiastically about debut authors of colour who never seemed to publish second novels once the publicity cycle ended, and being under- paid.
Kaliane Bradley, yes. Makes me think the answer in my case is "by then your carrot's wilted"...but then I'm older and live in a tiny Australian town. Makes me think of a story an Indian woman told of growing up in 60s Melbourne, when the only other Indian family they knew lived way across town.
Also a natural reaction to parents performing their lives shallowly and embarrassing them, or at least being the ones who smiled while they fucked up the planet making that in particular suspect as they were told by customers to smile as they served them.
Poisons are poisonous. Resentment comes in many colours. The coverage comes in a broad range. In Gippsland my main feeling is about the mycology. It's been like a lens on the fabulous fungi here, for me so it's one of the consolations in a shitty time of the year.
A friend has something similar called Eccles, who is the Very.
When not buying chickens, I've been reading Adam Roberts. Not a review.
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Paul Voermans
@ppendoppo
Look I know there's not much feedback on (my) #poetry in this place, but, actually, this is a short response to the ExxonMobil "consultation" for the Barry Beach Bass Strait oil rig decomissioning and recycle. Just couldn't help but poem. open.substack.com/pub/dunningk...
