I want to write to why and how I use my writing as a revolutionary tool.
The revolution that is the abolition of all the sex trade is slow – but formed from centuries of anger, pain and growing sense of hope from the prostituted class.
Our revolution is made from the silences as the punters and sex trade profiteers crash our multiple voices.
Our revolution is in every cell of the prostituted that has known torture, constant and living with threat of early violent death.
It is a revolution with a gag or penis forced down our throats – but still we have the courage to protest.
I have been a reader of mainly fiction since I was seven, here I will try and say the many styles and authors that have been my building blocks for my participation in this revolution.
I try to write to the silences and gaps that is the heart of the prostituted Self. I write simple words that hold this silence, and show the unspeakable to my readers.
I find fiction in its multiple ways of writing is my guide to find words that explain the centuries of the silenced prostituted class, often facts is too rigid to know the pain, grief and confusion that makes that silence.
Also, the vast of “facts” and statistics that frame what it is to be prostituted are formed for the benefit of punters and sex trade profiteers. It only in very recent history, that the multiple voices of the abolitionist movement has given a public hearing.
So, I choose to reach to fiction to speak the truths of prostitution,
I begun as a public writer by doing performance poetry, where I taught myself to use simple language, to make each word prove it deserve to be said.
I learnt to write simple words to make complicated and nuanced way of seeing and understanding.
In this simple language, I reach into deep grief, reach out to hold all the confusions of not dying from being prostitution, and reach for some idea of having a solid future.
I have read and listen to other poets all my life, so many poets are be hide my desire to find words for this revolution -I will say just a few.
George Herbert, e e Cummings, Stevie Smith, Emily Dickenson, Gerald Manley Hopkins, Edgar Allen Poe.
I choose to write poetical prose or what I named as witness writing.
I have influenced by slave testimonies, by the writings of Primo Levi, by the records of voices of hidden city dwellers, by the found writings from the many wars and genocides in my lifetime and over the centuries.
I reach into the pain and search for words for the unspeakable by reading letters, diaries, poems and novels try to explain the man-made horrors that the oppressed have to endured.
I teach myself to find words for trauma in the words the battled scarred, in the found words from the too many genocides, in the testimonies of tortured.
Most of records left are from anonymous, but a few of named survivors who help find ways to integrate trauma into words for the revolution.
Anne Frank, Primo Levi, Sigmund Sasson, H H Munroe.
I have always been a Shakespeare lover, and used his words to accept that human nature is complexed and can be easily damaged by hate and violence.
I look to King Lear to know the depths of trauma and deep grief, I watch his comedies for some sense of hope and human ability to raise upon the pain of life, I love Measure for Measure for allowing opposite views equal voice forcing the audience to think, I adore MacBeth for its cold view of the oppressor.
Shakespeare is in my words, not as a copy but as a shadow showing me to question anything that appears too simplistic.
A major influence on my work are myths, fairy tales and ghost stories.
These genres speak to the gaps and silences of being damaged by oppression, often discovering ways for the oppressed to regain power and some on control.
I read Greek myths as a child, and it give a sense of being nothing but a toy that bored gods and goddesses played with, then destroyed.
This give me some framing to the hell of prostitution, but it was a universe where all hope was not a light at the end of a tunnel, but an oncoming train.
Fairy tales made me have some child-like idea that I could fight back, that evil could be destroyed. I killed punters with water, by creating spells or with the help of forest animals as my fantasy.
Ghosts stories give me a way to speak to the silence and gaps, speak to what is horror at its core, speaks to unseen terror in the corner of my eye.
I used ghost stories to speak to dead Self that was my prostituted Self, speak to what it is to be made sub-human – what it is to be a ghost in your own life.
I hope this post give you some ideas of why and how I write.
Do ask me questions if you like.