Jacqueline Turner
There wasn’t a lot of info on Jacqueline Turner that I could find, but I did find something interesting. It was the events that happen in a morning of Ms. Turner. This post showed what goes through her mind when writing in the morning, and what she does to prepare for this task. She starts off by saying that her morning does not contain a consistent ritual. She says that her mind works differently from most writers; when she starts developing some kind of consistent pattern, her contrary nature suggests breaking it. I found this to be really cool because it shows that she doesn’t just sit down start writing for hours and hours and BAM – MASTERPIECE! No, she gets a cup of coffee (one of the only consistent parts of her mornings), and starts making a list of words; being “barely awake”. I found this to be kinda weird because what kind of words would she use to possibly make a list (:S). Well, she does, and that’s what works for her. After making her list, her next move is based on an idea she gets from reading something by Harryette Mullen: “Sleeping with the Dictionary”. I’m not sure if this is a book or an insert of some kind, but she uses it to guide her. The list she has is actually used to get her out of jams; if she gets stuck, she takes a word from her list. Now THAT makes a lot more sense doesn’t it? She ends off by saying basically, she sits at her laptop with her word list and coffee, tries not to spill the coffee, and just starts writing. I like her style, it’s really free and open; not really any restrictions on her and she’s just really chill about everything. I read some of her work in “Seven into Eleven” and I found it to be really interesting. She can go anywhere from a 20 word piece, to a 200 word piece. Some of her pieces I found a little confusing, but others were real mind bogglers. Her piece “glutton” is really attractive. The way she wrote it was really impelling, and it finished in what I thought was 3 seconds. It got me lost in time, and it really wasn’t about anything “big”; just someone drinking wine, maybe beer, and eating chocolate with some whipped cream. I think that when someone can talk about something as simple as eating and make people feel lost in time while doing it, they’ve really captured the art of poetry.
