Friday, 27 June 2014

Guest Post - Marc Nash "28 Far Cries"

Marc Nash was one of the first friends I made via Friday Flash. As I said in my recent post, I love his work, and his unusual take on the world. I also love the way he plays with language, structure, and the very basis of story. When I started writing flash fiction, it didn't occur to me that I might put a create a collection, so I was very impressed when Marc started putting his together. And when it finally crossed my mind last year that I could do something with my pieces of flash fiction, he was enormously helpful and provided excellent advice about self-publishing. I'm not very good at that sort of thing, so I was grateful to find Gumbo Press to do it for me, and was  delighted to discover that Marc's 3rd collection was accepted at the same time as mine. I read a number of the stories in "28 Far Cries" when he published them as Friday Flash,  so I know this will be a great read. I'm so pleased that he is here tonight to tell you a bit more about them...

I am always looking to tell stories in a different way, other than those of beginning, middle, ends. So in this my new collection of flash fiction, I have two stories without characters in them at all. One is like a landscape painting, but with markers of time passing etched across its man-made fabric, while the second is delineated by the changes marking a human body under duress. The final story in the collection doesnt have any sentences or paragraphs. It is formed of two columns of single words that can be read either down or across to determine the relationship of the two distinct voices. 

I love playing with language, particularly drilling down to the DNA of words, that is the very letters that form them. So in the story Type-O Negative a woman is exposed to radiation, but instead of developing a superpower in comic book tradition, Isotope Girls words mutate one letter at a time with hilarious outcomes. In the story Ur, Um, the first human language from which all others stemmed, the so called urlanguage, is resurrected when one morning a man wakes up to find he can speak it. Everyone thinks it sounds familiar to them, but no one can quite understand him. Then the politicians get involved in laying claim to him

If there is a theme to most of the stories, it is that many start from a consideration of the human body. Ageing is a motif, so that Staring At The Sun originates from my own developing of floaters in the eye, Nocebo is all about the difficulty of taking pills and Nemesis sees a superhero face his greatest foe, his body empowered by radiation but also set for mutiny by the radioactive mutation wrought. The Idea of A Man takes three iconic images of the dead, a body preserved from Pompeii, a Bog Body and a dead soldier from Desert Storm and probes our fumbling need to deduce their stories from the fragments they leave behind. We end up imposing narratives and lives on these people which they in all likelihood never have lived and through that I question our reflexive urge to form stories.  

 And for a bit of light relief, there are two stories involving extra-terrestrials visiting earth. In No Laughing Gas Matter the Nitrous Oxide exhaust fumes of their space ships reduces humanity to subjugation through laughter, with a surprising cohort of mankind coming to the rescue of our species. While in The Interplanetary Flรขneur, an alien observer tries to read our communications emblazoned in T-Shirt slogans.
So there it is. Some among the twenty-eight stories in this my fourth collection of flash fiction, all beautifully presented by Gumbo Press who are also publishing Virginias debut flash collection with which Im delighted to be alongside on the same roster. Virginia, thank you so much for this opportunity to talk about my book and may we both help establish Gumbo press as a really important literary imprint.

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