Tom
Fletcher was born in 1984 and studied Creative Writing at the
University of Leeds. His
first novel, The
Leaping, was
published by Quercus in 2010 and shortlisted for the 2011 British
Fantasy Society Best Novel award.The
Thing on the Shore (Quercus)
was published in 2011, and The
Ravenglass Eye (Jo
Fletcher Books) in 2012. His
first fantasy novel, Gleam, was
published by Jo Fletcher Books in September 2014, and he is currently
working on its sequel. His
short stories have been published by Comma Press, Flax, Nightjar
Press, Paraxis.org, The Big Issue in the North, PS
Publishing, Two Ravens Press, Centipede Press, Obverse Books, and
Spectral Press, amongst others.
Tom lives in Cumbria, tweets here and has a website here.
This
is the kind of question that should be fun to answer, right? Like, I
could make things up. Or use it as an opportunity to make people
aware of those things that I wish people knew about me. I know that
sometimes I think, 'Oh, I wish people knew [xyz] about me. Then
they'd understand. Maybe they'd even buy my books.' But right now I
can't remember what [xyz] might be. I can't think of much, to be
honest. I'm boring. But the truth about boring people: there aren't
any. There are private people, who don't much care whether others
find them interesting or not. I'm quite a private person, I guess. I
think this is a problem as an author in 2016; like, I think it makes
me bad at social media and marketing myself. At expending lots of
energy either revealing myself, or creating an internet self.
Three
things:
a)
I'm boring / private / bad at the internet
b)
I'm thirty-one
c)
All my books are brilliant, like...seriously. Compelling but also
deeply relevant to your own personal situation. You'll laugh, you'll
cry, you'll identify. You'll be sick, you'll find the protagonists
sympathetic (but not too sympathetic) and you'll be a better person
after you've read them (unless you're deep-down irredeemably bad, in
which case you won't enjoy them and I don't even want you reading
them anyway).
Technically,
a poem when I was at primary school. It was called 'The Picnic
Nicker', about a man made of food who'd steal your picnic. Time to
come clean though...it was a collaborative effort, written with my
parents, and probably should not have been published as the work of a
nine year old. Or...I can't remember how old I was, how old that
fictive poet was.
As
an adult, a story called 'The Big Drift'. I wrote this at university,
for the Science Fiction, Fantasy and Horror module (a v good module,
obviously, taught by Dr Stephen Keane, who writes non-fiction that I
recommend). Then submitted it to Comma Press after I graduated...they
were putting together an anthology of new (i.e. unpublished) writers.
(I didn't declare 'The Picnic Nicker'). It's about an astronomy
enthusiast who alienates his family.
There
are sections in THE LEAPING that I wrote in an unthinking kind of way
that I really love. Actually, that goes for all my novels. I can
write short stories in this way too; 'A Steak For Don', published by
Flax Books in an anthology called 'Before The Rain' is one I'm proud
of. Recently, Nightjar Press published 'The Home' which I'm very
proud of. I couldn't tell you what it's about, because I don't know.
That
unthinking way of writing is what people call 'flow', I guess. Though
I prefer Michael Stipe's phrasing - he talks about his 'vomit songs',
that just spill out with little or no effort. I'm probably proudest
of my vomit stories. When I've figured out how, I'm going to write a
vomit novel, and that'll be it, that'll be my Best and Final Work.
4.
…and which makes you cringe?
All
of it, everything. I can't explain how I'm simultaneously proud and
ashamed of all my published writing, but I completely 100% am.
It
doesn't matter what time I get up, it always feels too late. I have
to shower, get ready etc...I can't work in pyjamas or in bed or
anything. I try to make the room nice (I don't have a work room, I'm
normally at the dining table or a desk in the corner of the living
room or something). Coffee, etc. Then sit at the laptop and plug
away, feeling increasingly despondent, feeling increasingly like my
ham-fisted prose is a total betrayal of the wondrous scenes and
stories in my head. I normally give up in a rage at about 6pm.
I
don't really have regular writing days though - I tend to take a week
or so off work at a time, and have a writing week, each day as
described above. In between I make notes and plan things out and just
jot down a couple of hundred words here and there.
6.
Which piece of writing should someone who’s never read you before
pick up first?
There
are two strands to my work now - Largely Horror, and Largely Fantasy.
If you're interested in the former, go for THE LEAPING. If the
latter, go for GLEAM. But my sincere advice is to start with both.
7.
What are you working on now?
I've
just delivered the sequel to GLEAM, which is called IDLE HANDS. While
I'm waiting for the edits on that, I'm making the first tentative
steps into the as-yet-untitled third book. The whole trilogy is kind
of knockabout adventure...The Dark Crystal-meets-Tarantino-meets-Tank
Girl-meets-Tom Waits. Hopefully with something to say about our work
culture too.
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