Complementing my interviews, today’s Author Spotlight, the three hundred and ninth, is of multi-genre literary novelist, short story author and interviewee Guy Cranswick. If you would like to take part in an author spotlight, take a look at author-spotlights.
Guy Cranswick currently resides in Sydney and has lived in London and Paris. He has worked in business and technology for a number of years and also journalism. He speaks others languages besides English and enjoys reading in French and Italian and wishes he had time to make his German half good enough.
His short fiction has been published in Canada, the US, UK, Ireland, Israel, Singapore and Australia and his second anthology, Nine Avenues, was published in 2012.
The writer AJ Kirby said “…Cranswick is, by all accounts, a very forward-thinking writer. He has, for example, eschewed the traditional “path to publication” as suffered by many a writer and has instead embraced new technologies. He’s used, for example, the bit-torrent websites to allow as many readers as he can to encounter his work. He’s a shrewd customer and certainly one we can expect to hear a lot more from in the future.”
And now from the author himself:
A writer talking about writing is quite interesting but talking about your own writing is difficult. It is often better to let the writing do that job and for the reader to make an interpretation. For each of the published books I will make a comment and provide an example.
In Corporate I wanted to look at how we understand bodies as the body is an icon but we have paradoxical views on it. In this excerpt from Weekend the couple are depicted objectively.
We are sitting in a cafe at a table by the open glass frontage. A buzz of men drinking talking, joking at the bar behind us. I stare at one lighting a cigarette; she catches me with a scowl. I acknowledge her but do not want to know the risks of smoking. We have paused in our conversation; mostly about the last two weeks, the goings-on, some news of friends, who are pregnant as others seem destined to separate. She is sipping wine while I have a local dark beer. I enjoy the roasted hops and aftertaste of barley. She adjusts the collar of her silk blouse, it falls sheer to her chest, the filigree lace of her bra is outlined on the fabric. She asks me if it is the right place. I tell her it is fine. It is a paradox to me that her question is more intimate than our love-making in the afternoon.
In My Wife, My Job, My Shoes (the title is taken from an American industrialist who said these three things are what a man can look back on as a measure of a happy life) the narrator is lost in a New York hotel room after his wife has just ended their marriage.
Whenever I’d heard Eastern European epigrams I felt these were people who understood the individuality of suffering. I’d made a mental note several times to find a collection of Polish, Hungarian, and the remaining countries’ proverbs, or compile one myself. I’d always postponed starting work on it. There is never enough time.
Television is a placebo to combat this isolated hysteria.
I’ve been known to watch hours of television, or to have the set on when I’ve been in a crisis.
The news is the best.
“Hi! I’m Howard… And I’m Sheryl Anne.”
I heard those newsreaders telling me about the middle of a country I’d only knew about from television.
Grave voices – “…at Jefferson Junior High sixty students wrote Senator Kanfer…”
Despite the selfishness of my own pain, things go on. And for many folks – a rarefied and old word – they’re having a worse time than I can ever know. Is it bad to know that?
In a strange city it was not an option to muse thus.
The world passes by through the window, on the Nine Avenues, and it seems an eternity, that you will be like your father, behind the wheel of a car. And one day too, your wife will be sitting beside you, and the certainty you observed between your parents will be yours too, with the wife who shares your life. That is the world; it is how it moves in this way: that is the way it passes along.
One day you’ll drive Nine Avenues with a wife. But then again, maybe you won’t. You will do it all alone. You make plans and they falter, they come to nothing. It is not your fault; it is one of those unfortunate things. The choices we make; the difference between having something or nothing, having someone and nothing.
It is thirty years ago; it is today. You know you will remember this journey; not all of it, but this part, for no obvious reason: the quiet, the comfort and ease of being in the same car as your parents, but you will remember it.
The memory has taken hold of you and it is tinged with a feeling that comes from being older; of never living in that time again, never; and knowing the things done are all done.
I have two other novel projects, one is completed and the one that I am currently working on is about a family, its secrets and guilt, as seen through the lives of five men.
You can find more about Guy and his writing via…
- Blog: Goodreads and connect with Guy.
- Amazon: Guy Cranswick Books and Kindle Store
- Barnes and Noble
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I welcome items for critique for the online writing groups listed below:
Morgen’s Online Non-Fiction Writing Group
Morgen’s Online Novel Writing Group
Morgen’s Online Poetry Writing Group
Morgen’s Online Script Writing Group
Morgen’s Online Short Story Writing Group
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