I’m Jo Somerset. I write stories, poems, nonfiction and results of my experiments in life – for adults and children. I’ve even had something translated into Catalan. Here’s the latest from me.
Shivering summer
Unlike most of the UK, I wasn’t sizzling this summer up in the Shetland Islands where the temperature was ten or more degrees cooler than the mainland. My writing brain took a break while it absorbed the surge and suck of breaking waves, fulmars swooping, puffins strutting, the taste of shortbread from a roadside honesty box, fingers white and numb after swimming in a transparent sea, and daylight that extended through the night. While the wild outdoors fed my soul, I also trusted it to feed the innermost creative urges which would fuel my writing life through the rest of the year.
March murblings
This month, I’ve been thinking with Autumn Voices about various ways that people are active in later life. As their guest blogger, it’s been fun reflecting about International Women’s Day, the year of Covid, older people’s activism around the world and how disabled people , who comprise two-thirds of the 126,000+ Covid deaths, are shouting “Not Dead Yet!”
Past stories, present realities: LGBT+ History Month
Each February, LGBT+ History month celebrates everything queer in our collective past. For this month’s OUTing the Past Festival I’ve been researching the twentieth century life of Morley Clarke and his partner Roland Spence – a tailor and a bookseller respectively in post-war Leicester……..Continued in Autumn Voices
LGBT History month
I’m exploring twentieth century LGBT+ experience through the life of H. Morley Clarke – a tailor – and his partner Roland Spence – a bookseller in Leicester – for LGBT History Month. My presentation to Leicester LGBT Centre on 23 February will be alongside Dr. Ju Gosling on campaigning for equality by LGBTQI+ Disabled People and Rico Jacob Chace on Trans Lives in British History. Tickets are available to book online at https://www.eventbrite.co.uk/e/135994534313
Let’s all feast on seasonal reading
Two wins in one day. That’s how it feels: end of lockdown 2.0 marks the next page of reaching my audience.
Today, two totally different pieces are published, in the outstanding new Queerlings magazine, and the dazzling foodie creative delight that is mishmash.
Bringing a couple of aspects of my self together – the bit that is writing ‘ever more queerly’ according to Meg-John Barker – and the bit that can’t separate writing from cooking, tasting, or doing a myriad of other things – gives me great pleasure.
So today I present:
a chunk of my history which is also our history, with a Christmassy flourish,
and
words to make you salivate in the feasting season.
Submission results
Taking stock of this autumn’s submissions, my whiteboard tells me it’s
4 wins
4 rejections
4 still to come
✨ I can live with that. ✨
Lockdown Lit
I was resistant to writing anything about Covid-19. Enough that it’s invaded our bodies, our lives and our world; I refused to let it seep into my creative space too. But in the end, submerged thoughts rose to the surface while swimming in desolate waters. ‘Swimming away from the virus’ is published by Bounds Green Writers in its Lockdown Lit series.
Autumn Voices Guest Poet
This month I’m honoured to be the guest poet at Autumn Voices creative community in the UK. Five of my poems appeared weekly through October 2020:
As the clock displayed 00.01 am on 1st January 2000…………CLICK HERE
Lorraine’s imagined voice speaks to us, reflecting on her life as a polio survivor and disability activist.………..CLICK HERE
Oh, the yeasty smell from the pizza shop……….CLICK HERE
I performed this rap poem at my sixtieth birthday party at Fort Belan, Wales in 2005.
Welcome to the Fort, to my birthday celebration.
Welcome to the place that’s welcomed every generation
to play out their dreams
in this tiny dreaming nation
of dragons and despots and demons and dens
of poets and passion and beaches and friends………..CLICK HERE
Often, navigating the small hours is a roller-coaster journey.
There is a place where thinking and sinking join,
where knotted thoughts loosen in the dark,………CLICK HERE
Leanne Bridgewater Award
I’m honoured to have received the inaugural Leanne Bridgewater Award for Innovation and Experiment from the University of Salford. Leanne was a well-known poet artist, aged only 29 when she died.
“I’m proud to be following in her footsteps,” I told Write Out Loud.
Different eras, unique voices. Both of us were born in Birmingham, both migrated to Manchester as young adults, both got a distinction (brag, brag) in our creative writing MA at Salford.
Now there’s only one path to take, the one forged by Leanne and which I will follow: creative as I can, daring or bust.
A slice of queer history
Dear Jay,
You’re telling my childhood story except it’s 40 years later and it’s not mine, it’s yours. In grown-up words you describe how your three-year old self realised about gender restrictions,
I’ve experimented with format in this piece – contrasting my experience as a young lesbian in the 1970s with someone working through gender issues in the 2020s.
Click to read the full version Jo and Jay: a conversation across the generations
