My guest today is Sue Johnson.
I
have always been the sort of writer who has several projects on the
go. I usually have about fifty pieces of work in circulation at any
one time because it stops me worrying about rejection.
I
am published as a poet, short story writer and novelist and also
create books and articles aimed at helping other writers. My
involvement in women’s magazines began in 1999 when a college
lecturer told me to rip up a story I’d written for an assessment. I
sent it to a competition organised by agency Midland Exposure and
ended up being taken on as one of their writers. The story was
published in ‘Woman.’
Since
1st
January 2013 I have written a poem a day every day. (It’s amazing
what happens when you start making New Year’s Resolutions after a
packet of wine gums!) Some of these have been published as single
poems in small press magazines, or have gone on to form part of a
poetry sequence or collection. Many of them end up as the nucleus of
a short story or scene from a novel.
I
have a vision in my mind’s eye of the words and ideas growing like
pieces of knitting. The words can be unpicked and re-worked. It is
great fun to take a poem that isn’t working, cut it up and
reposition it on the page, adding new words if necessary.
The
best advice I was ever given was to carry a notebook. Ideas spring
from the most unexpected people and places. Many of my ideas are
inspired by country walks and I also love writing in cafés. I’m
very fortunate to have lexical-gustatory synaesthesia – many words
and names have a specific taste. For instance ‘Robert’ tastes of
strawberry jam, ‘punishment’ tastes of liquorice and the word
‘life’ floods my mouth with the taste of Marmite.
Many
ideas for poems are inspired by childhood memories and these in turn
spark ideas for characters and settings. The following poem, inspired
by a teenage memory of going to the fairground became a short story
entitled ‘When Fortunes Collide’ – published in My Weekly on
3rd
September 2016.
Fairground
Music
vibrates through the soles of our feet.
The
smell of onions mingles with candyfloss
flash
of lights mesmerises
colours
collide like dodgems
and
the Ferris wheel keeps a constant rhythm.
The
fortune teller’s dark eyes glitter
when
we cross her palm with silver.
Her
words taste of new pathways
as
she studies tea leaves on white china.
Outside
her caravan a full moon rises.
Further
information about my work can be found at www.writers-toolkit.co.uk
or follow me on Twitter - @SueJohnson9
5 comments:
What an inspiration you are Sue, hard to believe you've been writing a poem a day since 2013!
And so much work out there too.
Thank you for sharing.
College lecturers don't always know best! What an encouraging read, Sue.
Fascinating post, Sue, and a lovely poem. I love to hear of other writers who write in a variety of forms and genres (as I do) but I've never tried writing a poem every day - or even every week! I can imagine the inspiration it must bring to your other writing.
That was very interesting, thanks Sue.
I love the idea of being able to unpick lines and knit them elsewhere. :)
I've always thought of writing like a piece of knitting too - where you pick up the thread of one colour and use it again further on; and how when you're almost there but there's a loose end, you tug it and either it tightens everything up or it all falls apart. (Although don't ask me to actually knit anything ... )
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