Creative Writing Wordshops Newsletter Feburary 2025
I have told so many love stories that I have become fiction.
(Rumi)
Tell me a story
This letter is once more about stories, specifically those I tell every Sat
morning. During COVID. stories for day one, day two, day three. Now a
weekly one with a quotation that counterbalances the story. (on Podcast
some 500 stories in dorianhaarhoffblog.co.za )
The joy of this commitment is that it goes out to 500 plus people yet arrives
individually on What’s App Broadcast and so becomes personal. People respond one-toone. The joy enlarges life. A story pebble thrown into a pond, the ripples washing up on far off shores. Tables spread with delicacies from exotic lands. You take from here, I sample there, and we are fed. Some stories I absorb from mythology, from the lives of saints, from quirkiness. I
adapt, embellish and twist. All the while, I learn about what makes a
measured story. For the more I know about stories, the less I know of this
vast untrammeled country. It’s TS Eliot arriving at the place and knowing it
intimately for the first time.
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Creative Writing Wordshops Newsletter January 2025
What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end
is to make a beginning. (T S. Eliot)
As we move into the first quarter of the 21st century, the beginning of a year, I’m thinking about beginnings and endings. We talk as if they are linear. I thought I could coin a word begend so looked it up and
behold found:
- a song – Higher Intelligence Agency
- from the album S.H.A.D.O 2
- a TV soap -Begend the Endginning
- a definition – when repeats follow the end of miserable experiences
What if these ‘Begin End’ labels are circular rather than linear? TS Eliot in
East Coker writes of this cycle:
In my beginning is my end. In succession
Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended,
Are removed, destroyed, restored ….
there is a time for building
And a time for living and for generation
And a time for the wind to break the loosened pane….
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Creative Writing Wordshops December Newsletter
Inspiration and Discipline
This month’s letter concerns this relationship between inspiration, the subject arriving, and the blank page/screen, when we induce the labour and the writing yawns, stretches its limbs and arrives at its own pace. Being moved, by the spirit of the words or beginning you know not where.
The first throw of this letter is a 03.22 awakening from a dream.
Sometimes that night travelling angles (a Jungian slip) the writing. I think of Naomi Epel’s book, where 26 writers such as Maurice Sendak say how their dreams inspire, sometimes not subject, rather tone or atmosphere. (Although once I dreamt an entire children’s story about a crone who tells a
boy how to see his ear).
Creative Writing Wordshops Newsletter November 2024
God, whose love and joy are present everywhere, can’t come to visit you
unless you aren’t there. (Angelus Silesius)
Someone knocks on God’s door. Who’s there? God calls. It is I. Go away says God. Puzzled, the person knocks a second time. Who’s there? Let us in. God flings wide the door. Is this what the mystic Angelus Silesius hints at? Or St Paul’s I live yet not I but Christ liveth within me? This month I touch on what has intrigued mystics, philosophers and poets across millennia – and now neuroscientists. The paradox, ambiguity and illusion of the first-person singular. Their insights allude to how we spend a lifetime thinking with
and about the I when there isn’t one. Knotting the rope that binds. Creating a theatre of the absurd.
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Creative Wordshops Writing Newsletter October 2024
Let death find us as we are building up our matchstick protests against its waves.
Alain de Botton
Last year I offered a storyshop to the Soul Carers network in Cape Town. This month I’d like to share extracts from this novel related to their work as death doulas. Clover Brooks ushers people peacefully through their last days, collecting their final words into three notebooks: ADVICE,
CONFESSIONS and REGRETS.
The book offers profundity through simplicity, on the other side of complexity. As a young girl, Clover ends up living with a grandfather who teaches her that curiosity and observation are as important as imagination. Ironically, while she’s studying thanatology in Japan, looking at how different cultures handle death, the old man dies.
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Creative Writing Wordshops September 2024
Mother whales lie dreaming suckling their whale-tender young and dreaming with strange whale eyes wide open in the waters of
the beginning and the end. (D H Lawrence)
The Storm Whale by Benjii Davies (2013 – both text and illustrations)
This month I’m offering two versions of this children’s story – the original and my adaptation. I connected to the original then amplified it, keeping the phrases I loved while substituting what I needed to enter the story. Some of these choices were conscious, others unconscious which you may well discover as these may relate to your journey.
Creative Wordshops Writing Newsletters August 2024
Story stones along the path
Still ’round the corner there may wait A new road or secret gate… A day will come at last when I Shall take the hidden paths that run West of the Moon, East of the Sun. (Tolkien)
I love the sub-genre within travel writing where characters en route to a shrine, hiking remote nature trails or escaping terror, strew the path with Babushka dolls – stories within stories. Within the slow timeless time of traveling, life stories insert themselves as fellow pilgrims engage with their pasts and step into their future.
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Creative Wordshops Newsletter July 2024
Writers and musicians have long been intrigued by the apprentice ethos. Goethe’s narrative poem Der Zauberlehrling tells of a sorcerer who can turn a broomstick into a servant. The sorcerer’s apprentice overhears the magic formula and, one day when the old man is out, tries it out. The broomstick does his bidding and brings water from the nearby river. As the apprentice does not know how to turn off the spell, the water in the house rises.
In desperation the boy axes the broom into pieces. Each bit sweeps in more water. In the midst of the flood, the sorcerer returns. “Sir, my need is sore,” the apprentice pleads. “Spirits that I’ve cited/My commands ignore.” The sorcerer utters the magic word and restores order.
Creative Writing Wordshops Newsletter June 2024
This month I share a praise poem for Louis van Loon, a mench who inspired, encouraged and befriended me. The poem included in his memorial service brochure, perhaps explains his influence on many. Here he is in his own voice:
“My understanding of Buddhism and my personal practice undiminished in their intensity. And I can see there is great meaning in non-doing and undoing where I can find refuge in watching life unfold all around me with deep gratitude.”
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Creative Writing Wordshops Newsletter May 2024
We are all endowed as story-tellers. There is a mystic in every one of us.
(Matthew Fox)
Terrapsychology
In the 1990s when researching The Writer’s Voice on a Fulbright at Stanford, I visited the California Institute of Integral Studies (CIIS) in San Francisco to converse with physicist Brian Swimme, author of The Universe is a Green Dragon and the Universe Story.
This private university is light years ahead of many narrowly defined academic institutions. Their Department of Philosophy, Cosmology and Consciousness is “dedicated to reimagining the human species as a mutually enhancing member of the earth community.” So it was with joy that I came across recently, located at CIIS, Terrapsychology – terra Latin for planet Earth.
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