WRITING THE BODY/EMBODYING THE WRITING

Writer dancer

Dancing the writing?

As a practitioner of both writing and yoga, I have long been fascinated by the challenge of putting the visceral experience on the page. For how do you accurately portray the experiences of the body in words alone?

Using specific sensory details is important, without filters such as “I could feel”, “I could hear”, “I noticed” etc. Not, I could feel the sun on my face, but The sun hit my face. Not – I started to cry, but My tears tasted of the sea.

However, when it came to expressing the deepest of human emotions, pure joy, the silent anguish of loss, words have many times failed me.

Over the past few years, I’ve been working with the performance dance students at the Queensland University of Technology. You couldn’t wish for better yoga students – incredible athletes, and determined, sensitive artists. I have nothing but praise for them and the art form of dance. Surely the most demanding of all the arts.

For it is there, through dance and music, that the rawest of emotions can find expression, through the body, through sound. In ways that are impossible with words alone.

Lately I have become intrigued by the idea of embodying the writing, rather than the other way around. I’d love to take the core emotional events from my current project, “Dear Madman”, and create some sort of narrative dance cycle. But where to start?

I’ve been talking with Jennifer Roche, one of the lecturers and choreographers at QUT and she’s willing to let me in on some of the secrets of choreography – the art of story-telling through movement. Can’t wait!

So, how do you write the body? Have you found a way to express those voiceless cries in prose, or poetry?
Any secrets you’re willing to share?

IN THE KITCHEN WITH PIP!

peach with blue cheese

peach with blue cheese

I’ve been visiting over at my friend Phillipa Fiortetti’s blog, where she’s doing a series on writers talking about cooking.
I did Peaches with Blue cheese and Honey. Sounds a bit weird but tastes divine!

Phillipa and I met in 2008 at the Hachette/QWC manuscript development program. Pip then published The Book of Love and Fragment of Dreams and now her latest For One Night Only.

Favel Parrett was part of our group too. She’s published the beautiful Past The Shallows with the second book due any moment now.

Last night I went to the launch of another of our alumni, Azra Alagic. Her book Not Like My Mother is a creative non-fiction retelling of the horrors her family endured living through the Balkan wars and how this trauma has been passed down through the generations.

And that’s just a few of our number.
So proud of them all!