Being a writer…

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“Your writing starts with a vision – a dream.

A belief that you need to put down what you are seeing in your mind.

It drives you and inspires you…this vision.

It makes you want to feel something as you are passionate about the process.”

(C)  T. Altman 2017

I Am

 

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I Am

I am the mouthy bitch

Who barks and bites

Rejecting your conformity

Refusing to bind and blind

Rallying against miso-dogma

I am the stirring corruptor

Who scratches and claws

Pushing out ruminating tendrils

Pure and enduring confabulation

Pulling in original virtue

I am the hostile oppressor

Who marks and jabs

Antagonistic slights incurred

Aggressively bunting venom

Amazingly enduring in self-form

T. Altman 2017

 

See You Next Tuesday

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See You Next Tuesday 

Never-mind untruths meaning why

Actuality a passive aggressive error

Spit upon your venomous sly

Cult of the abhorrent phrenic wearer

Reaking of uneducated contempt

Willingly forgotten and buried en-mass

Bad behavior you aren’t exempt

Carnivorous bark justified lack of class

Unrepentant as coffin bearer

Bride to the death throws

Always siding with internal terror

Backhanded lamb skinned clothes

Image-less facade will fade and crack

Cackling before compassionless mask

Aberrated head placed upon the rack

Stolen lips and forged task

Guilt trips heavily taxed

Resent razor blade tongue

Heart fence wrapped and waxed

The dance is done we’re stung

The song, the verse, the key

Gemini spilled lies granted

I am free – but you will never be

Your place with me transplanted

(C) T. Georgitsis 2016

Melbourne Writers Festival 2016

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The Melbourne Writers Festival is happening in Melbourne, Australia next month.

Victoria’s premier annual literary event. The Festival connects writers and stories to celebrate a world of literature, explore universal ideas, and inspire a global community of readers.

 

The Festival invites thought-provoking discussion at events exploring the hottest topical issues. For those who prefer to focus on life’s pleasures, there’ll be events for foodies, travelers and connoisseurs of culture. We’ll also invite adventurous readers to join like-minded lovers of literature for a range of relaxed social activities in unexpected places.

For all sessions and workshops check out their website here:

Melbourne Writers Festival

 

 

A Poem: Dropping Anchor

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Dropping Anchor

Shifting seas
Drifting aimlessly
Uncontrolled rudder
Moving where taken
Monsters subdued below in darkness
Quiet whilst dreaming of disobedience
Spotting the shore
Commanding the wheel
Steering towards safety
Monsters wake and cause a storm
Keep going or drop anchor

(C) T. Altman 2016

 

 

 

What Inspires Me: So You Want To Be A Writer – Poem by Charles Bukowski

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if it doesn’t come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don’t do it.
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit for hours
staring at your computer screen
or hunched over your
typewriter
searching for words,
don’t do it.
if you’re doing it for money or
fame,
don’t do it.
if you’re doing it because you want
women in your bed,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit there and
rewrite it again and again,
don’t do it.
if it’s hard work just thinking about doing it,
don’t do it.
if you’re trying to write like somebody
else,
forget about it.
if you have to wait for it to roar out of
you,
then wait patiently.
if it never does roar out of you,
do something else.

if you first have to read it to your wife
or your girlfriend or your boyfriend
or your parents or to anybody at all,
you’re not ready.

don’t be like so many writers,
don’t be like so many thousands of
people who call themselves writers,
don’t be dull and boring and
pretentious, don’t be consumed with self-
love.
the libraries of the world have
yawned themselves to
sleep
over your kind.
don’t add to that.
don’t do it.
unless it comes out of
your soul like a rocket,
unless being still would
drive you to madness or
suicide or murder,
don’t do it.
unless the sun inside you is
burning your gut,
don’t do it.

when it is truly time,
and if you have been chosen,
it will do it by
itself and it will keep on doing it
until you die or it dies in you.

there is no other way.

and there never was.