Blue

almost almost nearly nearly but not not a wrong jumper shouldn’t took water beach bath at own risk is window colour dusk what miss too late go by yourself wish some one come see biro cider but can’t drunk sober blunt knife too fat wait wait watercolour how you spread guitars make me sad sky walls nice but not happy yet weak sorry now that don t like towel some better soon Venice watery fell canal broke a leg mister blue dog finds me again and again go to pub had a cold don’t feel so bad just you know still friend maybe not quite yet not yet not quite about to and about to walls wall why not yet ready tell me don’t know know what’s what but not really too early maybe cornflowers eyes have jumpers a smock clear days and then and then anyday now will get will set will set settle down but not yet not yet not now bit thinner water brush on can use big can be small alter up down brittle delicate china doll fragile egg cup fragile egg so sheets socks undies stocking clever accept now accept yes clear by now but not yet not yet watch it step steep stairs very burst some not so aske

Look at Me, Ma--I'm Going to Be a Marginal Writer!

The paper questions the terms mainstream, marginal, major and minor and the ambivalent relationship between the academy and the author. Although the author identifies with the avant-garde she notes the shifting values and status of authors

Grey

scratch a start puddle elephant thaw skin try wake what’s going on a hat a boat what time now sluggy fatty don’t party was sick can’t come a step at a a stitch in hangs paper boat tiny tired a garden count from try jumper is warmer count from one to two maybe baby stocking a stick walk didn t up spring is ugly sweaty armpit pimples bad plays silly doing don’t taste much low but stole my bicycle long time tone start from a day at river sludge no no no not again remember every find photo is me badly try club bed early burnt sausage is heavy convalescen

Black

no stars ladder to do a hat boat drowns deep sea down up float little lady she mad not going to stay purse bag slow see tram scared little dinners home back licorice Sunday pairs penfolds sign sucks dog turn teeth bloody fat leg how get can tell see soon yes every know now again yet again yet not clear never always coming back can do if hard terrible blue house never over rice bed no sheets paint jar thicks muds sticks stick in mud can’t get out dark coffee africa win me let me bit bit boots poodle thighs crow spent too no call now think step by step to get all step a one saxophone singer put on brink of taller crossing where now am one drummer moon is dark shadow street no lit yet was dark girl jungle boy am now black maria shut up dark dress spider gets eric to write a tilt down drown drown dark water all night long a all night long all night long a all night long heartbreak hote

White

in icy no sound snow fall so quiet quietly freeze gone away for bad can’t come back a lost how try hard hardly see snow shoes fur coat a fox winter empty ran out no gas low needle talk to me please talk to me why don’t you talk to me talk to me and talk to me talk to me talk to me talk to me please talk to me can’t be alone let’s go out let’s go some where but where don’t know where snow town fell fall mary had a little lamb mary had a mary had mary had a little lamb mary had a little lamb where mary had a little lamb fog horn a ship a mistak

Yellow

canary jacket summer is heat cruel cupboards norway keeps lighter don’t forget pass so half way there how much longer not long don’t worry now tense up nervy nervy cup crack be careful hot water shower curtain am scared sun walls heats chairs lunch go to town look mirrors photos how allright but tense jenny phone pizza laugh bit too much now little song a voice good now feel higher elevator bends spoons magnet will future to be hope a dream tight rope thin high voice soprano shrills oil sunflower don’t public they feel drunk cook chicken farmer’s wife shaker pepper good middle fitter walker edge sherbet fizz cream nivea beach skin magazine wattle look forward new shoes that’s allright now momma that’s allright rabbits leap leap thoughts thin line pencil to it tiles bathroom has sun in it drawers draw they very nice but worried will it last was up now what what half to have up down a mid pin a poin

horse: a psychodramatic enactment of a fairytale

horse functions as an interplay of creative writing and theory, storytelling and analysis, psychoanalytical ideas and personal reflection. The thesis works within the hybrid genre of creative writing practice with theoretical awareness – as fictocritical practice