Mel Woodend:

My Dad very suddenly passed away this October & before Dad died we had been working together on a poetry book. This was to be a collection of poems based on the themes of journeys & memories. I had written all the poems for our collection during spring & summer & Dad was still busy drawing the illustrations when he was taken ill. I promised both myself & Dad that I would make sure we got our book published as it is such a special thing to have been able to do together. So here it is! It is available in paperback or Kindle e book format. I’m donating 50% of the first month’s royalties to the Coronary Care Unit at the Royal Stoke University Hospital where Dad was cared for. I’m so proud to have been able to publish this book with my Dad. I would be most grateful to anyone who would like to please buy a copy. It is available on Amazon at http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1516925866 or by searching for “Mel Woodend” or “Journeys & Memories” on the Amazon website. Please could you share with others so our book is publicised as widely as possible. With many thanks, Mel.

As Kafka actually worked in accident insurance, I wondered what it would be like if he was forced to do one of those tedious adverts on television. According to his friends, he was incapable of lying. So in my mind, it came out something like this:

KAFKA: (Shuffling about on his feet and not looking directly at the camera) Had an accident at work that’s not your fault? Here at the Worker’s Accident Insurance Institute, we stand up for your rights. Well, if you’re believed. Well… I say that, because sometimes people are brushed off… A little. If you come to me, up on the fourth floor, then, of course, I will help you. If I’m given the right file… because… sometimes, the files get a little mixed up. Just last week, I held in my hand a file for an elderly man with burns and standing in front of me was a young woman missing an arm. It just… (ahem) happens sometimes. However, of course, I will do my utmost to see that you get seen; I’ll believe you. But they sometimes don’t believe me, I mean… I can see many things wrong with a person, but they tell me I’m being a hypochondriac on their behalf. “I’m not a hypochondriac,” I say. “There are many things wrong with me and I can see those perfectly.”
So yes, we will make sure you see someone immediately. (Pauses) Initially. But not necessarily the right person. With the amount of corridors, rooms, and floors in the building, people are often sent to the wrong room. “We don’t do that here, go to room 104,” they say, but room 104 turns out to be the broom closet. Then the broom closet doesn’t give any advice, so you’re stuck wandering the corridors.
Then sometimes, if you’re actually given the time of day, you’re analysed by a group of doctors, who look over you like a piece of meat. You’re standing there – sometimes in the nude! – and every part of your body is talked about so as to ascertain whether you are actually injured, despite the fact you no longer have a left hand. Then, possibly, you get to the tribunal, where your case is spoken about – if you get past the week-long queues outside the room. Even when you wait day after day, at the end of each one you are sent away amongst all the others, and you leave like a bewildered herd. You are desperate for a look in your direction, anything that says you may be seen. All the while you and your family are starving because you can no longer work due to your injury, and your wife has been thinking about leaving you anyway but this just about settles it.
And, I sit in my office, unable to change anything in this vast and impenetrable bureaucracy, and some days I come to the conclusion that the only means of escape is insanity.
(Clears throat) So that name again… Is the Worker’s Accident Insurance Institute… for fairness and quick results.

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‘What kind of a girl steals the clothes from a dead man’s back and runs off to join the army?

A desperate one, that’s who.’

The Carnegie Medal, awarded annually to ‘the writer of an outstanding book for children’, is notorious for selecting novels which confront contentious issues and/or have the potential to spark controversy and debate. This year’s winner, Tanya Landman, is certainly no exception. With her brutally honest report of what it was like to be a young black woman in America’s Deep South during the country’s most troubled and bloody period, she presents her young readers with questions about humanity that would trouble even the most philosophical amongst us.

Beginning her life as a slave girl in the cook-house of the wealthy Delaney family, Landman’s narrator dispenses with her ‘fancy’ given name of Charlotte, just as she had relinquished all knowledge of her age or family history. As ‘property’ of Mr Delaney, she knows the best she and her fellow workers at the plantation can hope for is to keep a low profile and work hard, despite the verbal and physical abuse that has her question why skin colour matters when all blood looks the same.

Civil war between North and South, in which Lincoln’s Yankee soldiers are fighting for a united America devoid of slavery, brings hope to those on the plantation, and they eagerly await the brave cavalry who will set them all free. Although Charlotte doesn’t know what freedom is exactly, she senses it’s something good and clings to that feeling with excited anticipation of its arrival.

Except freedom doesn’t come with the battle-weary soldiers who burn the plantation, kill Delaney and take the workers with them, indiscriminately raping and killing as they rampage across the country. Nor does it come with news of the Confederate South’s surrender, nor with the assurance of an all new Promised Land.

After witnessing the rape and murder of those closest to her, and encountering the remains of atrocities carried out upon black families, Charlotte loses all hope for freedom. Frightened by the soldier’s mistreatment of women, her vulnerability becomes the only thing in the world she can control. By dressing as a man, she discovers that she becomes a man in the eyes of others (‘Folks see what they expect to see’). And so, seeking freedom and protection, she enlists as a soldier. But even here, within the United States Army, Private Charley O’Hara finds racial prejudice is just as prevalent as ever.

As the years pass, Charley witnesses the cruel treatment of her fellow soldiers by a white race unable or unwilling to rearrange the pre-established social order. Battle-hard and world-weary, devoured by hatred and fuelled by stories of savagery, Charley releases years of rage and social injustice on another of America’s ‘nuisance’ races, the Native Indians. She stands by her fellow soldiers as they evict entire Indian communities from land earmarked for new schools and homes for white families. Oblivious to the irony, her distaste for the Indian culture is soon brought into question by the arrival of another frightened soul sheltering for survival within the US Army – one who knows her secret, understands her fight, and with whom she has the greatest chance of finding freedom.

Landman’s novel charts a tumultuous period in American history, straddling both the pre-War barbarism of slavery, and the post-War turmoil that went on long after the Thirteenth Amendment abolished slavery in December 1865. Whilst the American Civil War is often pored over in film and literature, the perspective is predominantly male, claims Landman, and even rarer is the voice of the young black female. As so many writers do, Landman says she heard Charlotte’s/Charley’s voice clearly as she wrote, and this is evident in the narrative that rings out loud and unfiltered from the pages. In her Deep South dialect, Charlotte lays down the truth about the barbarities of that period – first as an innocent child asking all the questions and trying to make sense of the world with only a handful of pieces of the puzzle, and then as an adult, hardened by loss and war, and defying long-buried feelings of truth and justice.

Whilst Buffalo Soldiers charts just one woman’s journey, its themes of freedom and identity relate to all American citizens regardless of race during that period, and indeed all members of the human race before and since. Charlotte asks some heavy questions of her listeners, ones that can have no agreeable answers – certainly not from today’s readers who live in a world striving for equality and a voice for all. Nor does Charlotte shelter her readers from the things she has seen: brutal rape, murder and mutilation – surely the most horrific of atrocities one human can commit upon another. But Landman trusts her young readers with the truth – the truth as she has discovered it during research for this and other novels – and Charlotte is the medium by which that truth is communicated. Through Charlotte, Landman ensures that new generations remember and learn from the experiences of those who have gone before us, and, perhaps more importantly, plays her part in giving those who were once voiceless, a chance to be heard in a world now ready and able to listen.

Find out more about Tanya Landman and her work at www.tanyalandman.com.

http://www.carnegiegreenaway.org.uk/carnegie/recent_winners.php

http://www.theguardian.com/childrens-books-site/2015/jun/22/tanya-landman-carnegie-medal-2015-winner-buffalo-soldier-interview

http://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/books/news/buffalo-soldier-story-of-former-female-slave-in-us-army-wins-children-s-book-award-10337833.html

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Slavery_in_the_United_States#Civil_War_and_emancipation

You say that music has its own language. Can you please explain what you mean?

Music has its own modes of expression, gesture and structure, which can also be seen in the structure of verbal language. For example, a sentence can equal a riff. Similarities between the syntax used in conversation can be analogous to the gesturing inherent in various types of musical phrases. Musical conversation can be observed in the ‘question and answer’ motifs often used by duelling in musicians, with blues and rock players who gesture to each other.

Music instantly affects my emotions, as opposed to any other art, but is transient. Is music more about feeling?

Music can be about feeling, it can be about something transient, but also something less so if it stays or lingers in the mind, and perhaps provokes subliminal questions or attitudes that may surface in other forms of communication. For example, if you listen to a sad piece of music, that then translates into affecting a conversation with someone in a way that might have been different if the conversation had taken place after listening to something happy, jolly, up tempo, aggressive etc.

Is there a recurring theme in your work? What do you care about?

.Recurring themes in my lyrics are often connected with philosophy and politics. I think a lot about the meaning and the value of doing things, and analysing this in the sense of fairness, justice, consumerism and escapism. I often comment on the machine like nature of society, how people are controlled without realising it (a good analogy is in the film The Matrix) and the ‘battery hen mentality’ of its citizens, a lyric I used in a song before the concept of the Matrix became available to me.

You attended Dartington College of Art, a specialist institution in Totnes, Devon. Tell us about your concept piece Mind’s Eye.

Minds Eye was a solo album recorded on a Commodore Amiga computer using a Yamaha sound module a few years before I went to Dartington, but it was used to support my application to study there, and was probably the main reason I got an unconditional offer. It was done using purely midi technology, and this skill was eventually to come in useful in my final year project at the college, where I produced a completely automated sound/lighting piece.

Which album has inspired you, lyrically?

One of my favourite albums in terms of lyrics and imagery would be Astounding Sounds and Amazing Music by Hawkwind. The track Steppenwolf particularly expresses the contrast between society and its customs, the individual and the unconscious, and the animal nature hidden beneath the masked exterior of human etiquette.

You have a new album called Sun Daze. What are the concepts behind it?  I love the song title Who Ate My Piecycle!

The idea behind Sun Daze really draws from the concept of escaping to a better place, away from the rat race, perhaps an eternal sunny summer’s day out in the fields with a best friend/lover, which the album photo on the inside cover, taken by a lovely friend of mine, encapsulates. It also is moody and rebellious in terms of notions of a wider idealism generally, and of grappling with the difficulty for anyone to be truly authentic in a modern day world. Who Ate My Piecycle is instrumental, and I think the title reflects its quirkiness, though its meaning is purely an irreverence towards reality, I guess, i.e. escapist creativity.

What would you say is the most important element in your song writing?

The most important element in song writing is firstly the amount of passion/drive you have at the time, and the quality of the initial seed that kicks off your creativity. Then the hardest part to me is in re-arranging and perfecting a composition.

About your creative process. Where do you usually find your muse? And can you summon her?!

The creative process for me can be a combination between catharsis and a desire to create and build something lasting beyond myself. It helps a person escape worries and everyday drudgery and repetition, and the world of sound can have its own sensuous delights to entice.

Can you please share with Ink Pantry a couple of examples of your song writing, from your album Sun Daze?

Spiral Path

In a downward spiral, on an upstairs path, reflect the fantastic, escape the mundane.

In a cool river, lagoon of peace, magic surrounding the sounds, chasing a rainbow inside the dream.

Staring at the Sun

Gazing through a lens of imagined paradise, utopia cannot describe, revelation and childlike wonder, only adulterated by illusions of beauty.

Sun Daze is available on CD Baby:

http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/roadtrip3

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‘Do you like what you see?’

Imagine you could change bodies at will, experience life in whatever human form you pleased. Would you?

Claire North’s Touch allows us to explore this idea through Kepler, a ‘ghost’ who can ‘jump’ into any body by mere skin to skin contact. Kepler and kin are possessing entities born into human bodies that experienced violent trauma, triggering a powerful impulse to cling to life. In their death throes these souls reach out – leaving their original bodies and jumping into whomever’s they can lay their pores on. Kepler is a special form of ghost, an ‘estate agent’, who is paid handsomely to find host bodies for other souls that share this unique ability.

We follow Kepler from the first terrifying jump and back and forth through a mesmerising ride through history. We are hurled in at the midst of the action from the outset. Kepler is in love with Josephine, a willing host body that Kepler rents for a considerable sum. The death of Josephine at the hands of a skilled assassin fuels a race against time to unmask Aquarius, the organisation that has made its mission to eradicate Kepler’s kind. We meet others like Kepler; most memorable is the lunatic Galileo who uses ghosting skills to wreak havoc and destruction across the world in an attempt to taunt Kepler. Galileo engages Kelper in a dangerous game of hide and seek, utilising Aquarius to destroy the ghost with Machiavellian precision.

Touch is a fast-paced existential thriller with an original concept. The book deals with issues of love, mortality, identity, and the essence of self. On the ghost’s exit, the hosts are minus the memory of the time they were being ‘worn’, which highlights many ethical issues around survival and consent. Kepler is gender fluid throughout, and the book deals with love and relationships in a very inclusive and thought-provoking way. This is the kind of book that keeps you constantly engaged and questioning the main character as well as yourself.

There’s little doubt that Kepler is a monster who uses people with little regard to their welfare but somehow we are sympathetic.

Claire North’s attention to detail is excellent and the grand finale of the book will keep you gripped until the last page. For me, it doesn’t triumph the marvel that was The First Fifteen lives of Harry August, but it is a book that stands proud in its own right. My only criticism would be that I thought the book could elaborate in many areas such as the origins of these bodiless souls.

Overall it is a gripping, poignant, breathlessly imaginative read that was difficult to put down.

I attended the book signing event for Claire North at Deansgate’s Waterstones. This was to promote her most recent novel Touch, a story about an entity called Kepler that can switch bodies through skin to skin contact. The book has a wonderfully imagined concept and I thoroughly enjoyed reading it.

Claire North, actual name, Catherine Webb, who also goes by the pseudonym of Kate Griffin, is a prolific yet brilliant writer, her experience spans over ten years despite her being under thirty.

Claire North’s first novel, written as Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August gained critical acclaim on its release in 2014. Touch is the highly anticipated follow up.

It was quite a small gathering that greeted the author at the bookstore, which allowed for a more intimate event. Claire was charmingly eccentric and engaging. Her enthusiasm for her craft was evident in her language and descriptions. Claire delivered a timeline of her writing career to give us some background on herself, which brought us to the current day and novel.

It was interesting to learn that Claire is also a trained theatre lighting engineer as well as a talented writer. She claims that all writers are crazy, which comes from experience of being raised by two. She stated her lighting job helps maintain her sanity while her writing indulges it.

She took questions on Touch‘s themes around gender, sexuality, love and all those existential ideas that propel humans forward. The concept of the book is original and intriguing. The idea came to Claire when watching someone walk through a park and disappear when they stepped out of the lamplight into darkness to then reappear again.

Claire spoke about the future of the book industry and the positives and negatives of self-publishing. She also spoke about feminism and her support for women in male-dominated professions.

When asked what her favourite novel she’d written is, she diplomatically responded. Whatever one she’s finished last seems to be high in her esteem as she believes each story brings with it a different feeling and achievement.

Claire happily signed my copy of Touch and posed for a picture.

Claire has finished ‘The Gamehouse Novellas’, which are out now, and has a further publication due for release in the New Year, which I will keep my eye out for.