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Savage Gods Savage Gods is a thin book packed with probing questions and spiraling reflections I heartily recommend it to anyone in the chrysalis, and if you are, you know what I mean A few quotes from the book I feel that words are savage gods and that in the end, however well you serve them, they will eat you alive I can t tell you how to live Not a line of it, not a word Well of course, they would say, the Earth is alive Of course everything is sacred Why would you think otherwise When I hear Savage Gods is a thin book packed with probing questions and spiraling reflections I heartily recommend it to anyone in the chrysalis, and if you are, you know what I mean A few quotes from the book I feel that words are savage gods and that in the end, however well you serve them, they will eat you alive I can t tell you how to live Not a line of it, not a word Well of course, they would say, the Earth is alive Of course everything is sacred Why would you think otherwise When I hear or read this, straight from the heart of a much older culture, I am always, no matter how many times it happens, brought up short In moments like that I, someone who, in common with those of my class, nation, and generation, has never really belonged anywhere, feel curiously at home No place, no name, no home, no past, no future That s freedom But isn t it also death When we came here we were full of plans Jyoti and I were doing a distance learning horticulture course We had all sorts of ideas about mapping the land in great detail, planning out a permaculture garden, working out the planting and the rhythms in detail In the end, we gave it all up, threw out the plans, stopped the course and just did what came, what seemed needed and wanted The land, the garden, becomes a living response to an ever roiling world, a green improvisation under the sun And better for it so much better I can t plan a narrative journey because none of it makes sense to me now and if I think like that, if I think that is the work, then I cannot even pick up a pen I ask what must I do now And I wonder what is the sacrifice But even as I ask, I know the answer An ode to overthinking, to minutiae.Author as bastardized construct, proof proof In tandem with oblivion causal ratios, I calculate, quantifying hierarchical tasking rates in the frontal lobe poemChris Roberts, God Once Again Writers are lost people Nobody would write a book if they weren t lost Nobody would write a book if they were not in search of paradise, and nobody would be in search of paradise unless they believed it might exist somewhere, which means out there, which means just beyond my reach Writers can see paradise, but can never touch it.This is a parable of a book, a journey that s gradually told via Ireland, fables, gods, and family I ve not read Paul Kingsnorth before, but he strikes me as a quite Writers are lost people Nobody would write a book if they weren t lost Nobody would write a book if they were not in search of paradise, and nobody would be in search of paradise unless they believed it might exist somewhere, which means out there, which means just beyond my reach Writers can see paradise, but can never touch it.This is a parable of a book, a journey that s gradually told via Ireland, fables, gods, and family I ve not read Paul Kingsnorth before, but he strikes me as a quite elusive man in his mid forties, used to writing, prone to recollect without nostalgia.Perhaps the following lines say most about this book I am a writer Writing has controlled me and now perhaps it has become me Writing has been put, always, before everything else, because if you don t pay obeisance to the god then the god will abandon you.Communicating is an earthed way of trying to be god One scratches at paper or a computer and hopes to have wrought out athan passable line, and also trembles in lieu of anybody to speak with about what you ve produced.There are quite a lot of short sentences in the book, of which many are familiar and some seem like attempts to stay forever, but after a while I thought, wait, they just seem that way it s a matter of the author struggling with his raison d tre, at least as a writer, or something that nags at his soul, a banshee of sorts that he s trying to exorcise with words, perhaps as he, around two thirds into the book, heavily starts using deities.Other times, Kingsnorth s just funny I m a writer, which means that I aim myself at all of those things but fall short at all of them most of the time Writers fall short at everything except creating sentences This is what we really like to do put words in an order which can conjure something real but unseen in the air around us, and around you when you read what we have put down Really, this business of sentences is the only thing we can do and the only thing that motivates us All the rest the stories, the characters, the metaphors, the morals and the messages they come later, with varying degrees of success Everything is built on the sentences We just love sentences, and we can t get proper jobs.I feel that words are savage gods and that in the end, however well you serve them, they will eat you alive.This book strikes me as a whole middle age crisis, other times as a quite existential view of how humans mostly work most things aren t straightforward, and we re quite complex, yet simple beings We re isolated, yet very intertwined.It s a good book to read, short, savoury, and sweet, and I would like to read another autobiography by the author, in circa 30 years Sad to say it, but this is one of those books that really should have been shelved Kingsnorth s previous efforts have been disintegrating and the result is this series of loosely connected, egocentric musings about his ambiguous failures, his father, and his relationship with writing none of which prove to be very interesting, if I m being honest.This is all very saddening and frustrating When Kingsnorth is on, he is punchy and witty, and his drive led to Uncivilisation The Dark Mountain Ma Sad to say it, but this is one of those books that really should have been shelved Kingsnorth s previous efforts have been disintegrating and the result is this series of loosely connected, egocentric musings about his ambiguous failures, his father, and his relationship with writing none of which prove to be very interesting, if I m being honest.This is all very saddening and frustrating When Kingsnorth is on, he is punchy and witty, and his drive led to Uncivilisation The Dark Mountain Manifesto, which is fantastic But in Savage Gods all that emerges is rambling nothingness masquerading as thinking While many writers are cited on writing, on aspiration, and so on, all that these citations do is illustrate the gap between someone like Yeats, William Butler or W S Graham and Kingsnorth whether it be Yeats talent for aggrandizing the spirit of his times and building his talent for nostalgic mythopoeia into a career as a statesman and public intellectual or W S Graham s utter devotion to the penury of success and the life of experience, Kingsnorth is left grasping after either pole but never able to articulate his own measure for satisfaction Or, better, he seems unable to find his feet on the ground, which is ironic given the context of this book.At best, I would call this a process book a text that helps its writer toward better understanding, but is of little use to its readers These are contemplative monologues and introspections on the inspiration to life, in general, to the writing process, in particular Most sections resonated with me and others I just let pass Overall, it s an interesting read, needing certain frame of mind Zen like meditative mood Themes include self identity via belonging to a place and people There is this dichotomy of struggles between belonging and being an outsider Which one provides literary creativity I liked most excellent analo These are contemplative monologues and introspections on the inspiration to life, in general, to the writing process, in particular Most sections resonated with me and others I just let pass Overall, it s an interesting read, needing certain frame of mind Zen like meditative mood Themes include self identity via belonging to a place and people There is this dichotomy of struggles between belonging and being an outsider Which one provides literary creativity I liked most excellent analogies, of Campbell, on Sexes Life and Civilization oscillating between Fire Water book cover sketches But I didn t much care for the sections on skepticism and negativism not thought out fully Such as In Nature animals do what they are programmed for unlike human who d think about doing and then communicate via language pg 116 So how does that make human inferior animal than the rest In the same vain, arguments on talk talk talk isn t the futility a bit overblown Pulling down what apparently seems illogical may be romantic but hardly realistic Here are few highlights from the book About creative writing pg.13 The creation comes from the pain of the grinding It is the heart being ground It is the longing that creates the art, or the attempt of art From the pressure, from the pain of the contradictions you carry and embody, from the wrenching of the oppositions that tear you, comes the energy that bursts into words, comes the flood, comes the pouring And restlessness pain of place people as inspiration for creativity Pg 14 I want to sit always outside the ring of people and observe them, alone Railing against ideals pg.24 Ideals are a pox on humanity if you have ideals, you will go out into the world as a destroyer Power of writing transcending life pg 93 I d have to admit that writing has always feltreal to me than life More real andinteresting The patterns you can make from what you see out there are better than what you actually see out there, because they are yours Pg 58 Everything I am writing in this book is an attempt to strip something away and see what is underneath it, and that is also what fiction does at its best and what poetry has to do all the time Interesting quotes pg 111 The author of the Dao De Jing knew this 2500 years back should be year not years He who knows does not speak, he wrote He who speaks does not know Every generation forgets this, I suppose, and the next one has to learn it again Pg 31 None of this is real The Scots pine is real the birds are real, the solidity of the Earth is real and the words are nothing All humans do is talk Talk talk talk and out come the sounds and like poetry they change nothing but we talk talk talk in any way and we mistake the sounds for meaning or action, and the trees stand there silently and we just talk Illogical conclusions what of winds on speech In traditional Botswana, says Campbell, men are fire and women are water If the sexes are divided by elements so are the two halves of our lives the first half of our lives is fire, the second water humanity might be experiencing a midlife crisis We have been fire built and controlled and expanded and triumphed suddenly we feel we can t understand What was the point Pgs 32 33 if there is a difference between the grasses and the human who sits sometimes on the grasses, it is the human who doesn t just get on with his work, he thinks about getting on with his work Pg.116 So, what s your point Well written meditation by a middle aged writer struggling with a kind of midlife writing crisis but not writers block I suppose that I liked it, but it doesn t actually matter he didn t write it for an audience, really, and I don t think he d care too much whether his ruminations were profound to me, much less gave me pleasure Probably won t read his novels because it sounds as if they are immersive experiences no windowpanes e.g., Beast plunges the reader into a world whic Well written meditation by a middle aged writer struggling with a kind of midlife writing crisis but not writers block I suppose that I liked it, but it doesn t actually matter he didn t write it for an audience, really, and I don t think he d care too much whether his ruminations were profound to me, much less gave me pleasure Probably won t read his novels because it sounds as if they are immersive experiences no windowpanes e.g., Beast plunges the reader into a world which is not really my thing But I will recommend Kingsnorth s fiction to friend who likes novels that cause him to forget to eat and sleep Although there were passages in this book that I found really interesting, the overall effort turned out to be a disappointment of first read Maybe it will better next time around What happens when a writer cannot write, when the writer loses their muse This is what Kingsnorth explores, speaking from his own experience While you get the sense that the text was written as the writer experiences the loss of his muse I found this approach too scatter gun at times, even irritating the conversat Although there were passages in this book that I found really interesting, the overall effort turned out to be a disappointment of first read Maybe it will better next time around What happens when a writer cannot write, when the writer loses their muse This is what Kingsnorth explores, speaking from his own experience While you get the sense that the text was written as the writer experiences the loss of his muse I found this approach too scatter gun at times, even irritating the conversations with Loki, for example.I love Kingsnorth at his best, which for me is as a well informed, examiner of the environment and its politics When you read this My family is from the lower middle class, the most derided class in England Not callus handed and romantically oppressed like the working class Not classy or rich like the gentry or the aristos Not possessed of degrees or home libraries or big wine glasses like the haute bourgeoisie Not exotic and in need of stout liberal defence like the migrants We are the class snickered at in Roald Dahl books We come from suburbs and have family cars and watch the telly in the lou When you read this My family is from the lower middle class, the most derided class in England Not callus handed and romantically oppressed like the working class Not classy or rich like the gentry or the aristos Not possessed of degrees or home libraries or big wine glasses like the haute bourgeoisie Not exotic and in need of stout liberal defence like the migrants We are the class snickered at in Roald Dahl books We come from suburbs and have family cars and watch the telly in the lounge and live in medium sized towns in unfashionable places and have never been to the theatre and regard the Daily Mail as a good newspaper I m not speaking personally I don t regard the Daily Mail as a good newspaper, though I do think it has quite a fetching logo you have to wonder at the mental gymnastics that it takes to come up with this schlock Maybe the lower middle class are the butt of jokes but running uncultured people from the suburbs out of the country isn t exactly something that elections are promising, is it There was a marked difference between the levels of derision aimed at the two groups that I heard growing up as a middle class kid of immigrants living in the suburbs, one was simply sneering, the other likened you to a cockroach that needed stamping out.The rest was a bunch of meandering thoughts on losing his Muse and his sense of purpose The section on his dad view spoiler taking his own life hide spoiler was moving The position I had painfully staked out in the world began to fragment I began to fragment I am still fragmenting, I think Sometimes it scares me, sometimes it excites me You have to come apart to be put back together in a different shape You have to be reformed, or you rust up, and all your parts stop moving Sometimes a book finds you at exactly the right moment The moment when you need to know that someone else has felt what you feel That someone shares the same questions and doubts a The position I had painfully staked out in the world began to fragment I began to fragment I am still fragmenting, I think Sometimes it scares me, sometimes it excites me You have to come apart to be put back together in a different shape You have to be reformed, or you rust up, and all your parts stop moving Sometimes a book finds you at exactly the right moment The moment when you need to know that someone else has felt what you feel That someone shares the same questions and doubts and anxieties about life It s funny I ve had this book for a few months, intending to read it before now, but apparently it ended up in my hands exactly when I needed it Savage Gods, a work of nonfiction, tells the story of the author s move with his family to Ireland, where he hopes to find a home, a greater sense of belonging Infused with the twinge of existentialism, Kingsnorth chronicles his battle with the words which are so important, yet elude him his savage gods as he finds himself unable to write after his move At least, not in the same way he has written previously.There is such a raw vulnerability to Kingsnorth s writing, where each chapter reads almost like a separate journal entry There is also an interesting dichotomy of feelings throughout an alternating between feeling lost and knowing deep down what to do, an exploration of how one changes through the phases of their life and struggles through these phases to be content In this way, although Kingsnorth focuses on his writing, the emotions and experiences are in many ways universal Anyone who has traveled a long road in their life, only to realize the end of the road did not hold what they expected, is likely to find value in Kingsnorth s self exploration.For a short book 125 pages , there is so muchthat could be said about this one I find myself struggling to adequately capture the impact the writing had on me, so please reach out if you d like to discuss this oneMany thanks to Two Dollar Radio for the gifted ARC Savage Gods is available today After Moving With His Wife And Two Children To A Smallholding In Ireland, Paul Kingsnorth Expects To Find Contentment It Is The Goal He Has Sought To Nest, To Find Home After Years Of Rootlessness As An Environmental Activist And Author Instead He Finds That His Tools As A Writer Are Failing Him, Calling Into Question His Foundational Beliefs About Language And Setting Him At Odds With Culture ItselfInformed By His Experiences With Indigenous Peoples, The Writings Of DH Lawrence And Annie Dillard, And The Day To Day Travails Of Farming His Own Land, Savage Gods Asks What Does It Mean To Belong What Sacrifices Must Be Made In Order To Truly Inhabit A Life And Can Words Ever Paint The Truth Of The World Or Are They Part Of The Great Lie Which Is Killing It


About the Author: Paul Kingsnorth

Paul Kingsnorth is an English writer and thinker He is a former deputy editor of The Ecologist and a co founder of the Dark Mountain Project He lives in the west of Ireland.He studied modern history at Oxford University, where he was also heavily involved in the road protest movement of the early 1990s.After graduating, Paul spent two months in Indonesia working on conservation projects in Borneo and Java Back in the UK, he worked for a year on the staff of the Independent newspaper Following a three year stint as a campaign writer for an environmental NGO, he was appointed deputy editor of The Ecologist, where he worked for two years under the editorship of Zac Goldsmith.He left the Ecologist in 2001 to write his first book One No, Many Yeses, a political travelogue which explored the growing anti capitalist movement around the world The book was published in 2003 by Simon and Schuster, in six languages across 13 countries.In the early 2000s, having spent time with the tribal people of West Papua, who continue to be brutally colonised by the Indonesian government and military, Paul was instrumental in setting up the Free West Papua Campaign, which he also helped to run for a time.Paul s second book, Real England, was published in 2008 by Portobello An exploration of the changing face of his home country in an age of globalisation, the book was quoted in speeches by the Prime Minister and the Archbishop of Canterbury, helped inspire the success of the hit West End play Jerusalem and saw its author compared to Cobbett and Orwell bythan one newspaper.In 2009, Paul launched, with Dougald Hine, the Dark Mountain Project a call for a literary movement to respond to the ongoing collapse of the world s ecological and economic certainties What began as a self published pamphlet has become a global network of writers, artists and thinkers Paul is now the Project s director and one of its editors.In 2011, Paul s first collection of poetry, Kidland, was published by Salmon Since the mid 1990s, Paul s poetry has been published in magazines including Envoi, Iota, Poetry Life and nthposition He has been awarded the BBC Wildlife Poet of the Year Award and the Poetry Life Prize, and was narrowly pipped to the post in the Thomas Hardy Society s annual competition.Paul s journalism has appeared in the Guardian, Independent, Daily Telegraph, Daily Express, Le Monde, New Statesman, Ecologist, New Internationalist, Big Issue, Adbusters, BBC Wildlife and openDemocracy, for which he has also worked as a commissioning editor He has appeared on various TV and radio programmes, most shamefully This Morning with Richard and Judy He is also the author of Your Countryside, Your Choice , a report on the future of the countryside, published in 2005 by the Campaign to Protect Rural England.


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