Hello everyone....I'm Charley Springer and in 2019, had my first collections of poems entitled JUICE published by Regal House Publishing. You can visit my website at https://www.charlesspringer.com and get a taste of what's inside JUICE. It is totally non-alcoholic but as you read some of its poems, you may have doubts! Cheers
These past few years I have written and published mostly prose poems. This form works for me ninety percent of the time. They reflect how the poem is born and I so much enjoy the process.
HOW I WRITE
It's rare I read without being led to write, which some might say prevents me from simply enjoying another writer's words. The writers, most often poets, particularly prose poets whose work I cling to over and over will see me stop in the middle of a passage to grab a pencil and piece of paper to get my thoughts down as quickly as possible for they can be fleeting and I forget easily anymore. Friends say it's age! These thoughts are usually the beginning of something of my own, something big, reflective of a real experience or as I soon discover, something I've probably made up. Sometimes it's hard to tell! With this all happening, I've put down the book and may not pick it up again for days. This book and others I keep by my bed, I usually only read at night and some nights, they read me and themselves to sleep. When I get up in the morning and over a cup of something hot, I type what I have scribbled in the dark into Word, the Office program, not the sacred text and this Word file is what I'll read and edit and revise for days. Half the time I'd say it finishes into something good. What doesn't, get tossed.
HOW I FEEL ABOUT NOT WRITING
For years I belonged to a local writer's group, mostly poets, a few short story writers, a memoirist or two and all were academics except me. I learned so much from them by simply listening and I came to love them all. We were, for the most part, eager and very productive, bringing something we've written to nearly every Thursday night meeting to read aloud and have critiqued. I recall one spring I hadn't written anything for weeks and the group got a little concerned. I finally told them, hey, it's okay, it'll happen when it happens. And it did late that summer and I couldn't stop. Writing was all I did. My point is write when you want, write when you can and when you can't, go mow the lawn or wash the car. Particularly the lawns and cars of those in the writing group who are too busy writing.