Lemmy Gorak

Shreds of Gorak: 41-50 (Short reads of Gorak, #5) (eBook, ePUB)

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

Memoir, anecdote and meaningful other: Shreds 41-50

Going for Gold: A yearning for approval from my mother finds me excelling with Olympian-like focus on school sports day. I Wanna be Sedated: Surrendering our mental faculties is never talked about as a viable life-style choice - if only there was somewhere to do this safely, where we could pursue our chosen reality… Tech Support: A tech-support man arrives, and I suspect he is not human. Crossroads: At an impressionable age I fall in with the wrong crowd and find myself faced with a moral dilemma. ADVERTISEMENT - Vaccine: A fictitious advert for a board game. Wedding Photography Pt2 - The Shootout: The day of the big shoot arrives and it becomes clear that I am not cut out for wedding photography. Hanging Out: A snapshot of a traumatic event. This Ol' House: A fabricated story about integrity and the commodification of music, based around the idea of Shakin' Stevens as an icon of authenticity. Fray Bentos: Days before Christmas, I despair of people, but later witness an act of goodwill, restoring my faith. A Christmas Glory: Fuelled by sexual energy, I question the concept of good and evil through graphic and depraved fantasies involving the Queen. Static: After a traumatic relationship break-up, I start over from a static caravan in the wilds of Cumbria, choosing to seize it as an opportunity for growth.

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Lemmy Gorak
• Erscheinungstermin: 23. Juli 2021
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9798201835934
• Artikelnr.: 62301896

Autorenporträt

After a short time spent sleeping on London's Circle Line, as a child I toured the capital, staying in a succession of refuges, tents and narrowboats. Although traumatic, it was a time rich with experience and freedoms most don't enjoy. Left to create my own life-map, I relied on nothing but hard-wired survival skills to get me through the many schools I attended, leaving with an O Level in Art and a handful of cardboard Sports Day medals.

Picking up a guitar - along with recreational drugs - I found therapy through an anarchic yet unsustainable lifestyle. After numerous shitty jobs and spells of unemployment, I cleaned up my act (a bit) and rediscovered a child-like wonder with the natural world - a connection that has ultimately been my saviour.

Seduced by mountains, I headed for the wilds of Cumbria, where with a Blues Harp I busked and played in local bars, before a virus with a household name had its way and a shocking end of an unhealthy relationship left me facing homelessness.

I love to amuse myself and make sense of things, and have always kept a diary and scribbled on the back of envelopes; caught in the flow. Now with head and heart aligned, I write in earnest, most mornings while it's still dark.