Showing posts with label Adam Thomlison. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Adam Thomlison. Show all posts

Monday, August 10, 2020

the ottawa small press book fair : home edition #13 : 40-Watt Spotlight,


Adam Thomlison is a writer in Ottawa whose work has appeared in national newspapers and bus-station bathroom stalls, and has gotten him banned from Parliament Hill. As a fiction writer, he's written one book, We Were Writers for Disastrous Love Affairs Magazine, and edited and contributed to another, These Are Not Movies: Screenplays for Films That Will Never Be Made.

At the same time he's been releasing issues of the ever-more-unfortunately named Last Thumbnail Picture Show zine, now at its tenth issue and thirteenth year because he can't stick to a schedule. His even shorter writing also appears on Twitter, @40wattspotlight. Information about all of it can be found at 40wattspotlight.com, or by email at mail@40wattspotlight.com.

Q: Tell me about your press. How long have you been publishing, and what got you started?

A: 40-Watt Spotlight got started about 15 years ago. The original idea was to be a loose collective of people pooling talents and publishing each other’s work. But I slowly realized that true collectivity is hard to achieve, and (here’s a bit of uncomfortable honesty for you) the press was only ever just me asking people for favours to work on projects I wanted to do. That’s where it is today -- very much a sole proprietorship, though my very talented friends are also very generous and forgiving, and are still willing to offer help on occasion.

Q: How many times have you exhibited at the ottawa small press fair? How do you find the experience?

A: I think I’ve been exhibiting at the fair pretty regularly since 2004 (before the press even started -- I started by exhibiting a couple of little zines I produced). I think I’ve only missed a few in that time, and I’m sad to be missing it this spring.

Q: Would you have made something specific for this spring’s fair? Are you still doing that? How does the lack of spring fair this year effect how or what you might be producing?

A: Absolutely. I’m not great at initiative -- I need hard deadlines or else I never get anything done -- and pretty much all along I’ve been using the spring edition of the fair as a deadline for producing issues in my ongoing zine series, The Last Thumbnail Picture Show. To the point that my fellow exhibitors, and the early shoppers, usually see me at my table, still folding and stapling because I just finished printing it the night before.

Sure enough, I haven’t produced a new issue yet. Thanks a lot, pandemic.

Q: How are you, as a small publisher, approaching the myriad shut-downs? Is everything on hold, or are you pushing against the silences, whether in similar or alternate ways than you might have prior to the pandemic? How are you getting your publications out into the world?

A:  Everything’s on hold for me. I’m blaming the pandemic for that, but not because of the event cancellations. My day job has been complicated quite a bit by the pandemic, and so it’s become more of a day-and-night job. I’m certainly not complaining, as more people have had the opposite thrust upon them, but nonetheless this has basically put a full stop on my writing output.

I still sneak a piece of flash fiction out on the press’s Twitter account, @40wattspotlight, which thankfully is not disrupted at all.

Q: Have you done anything in terms of online or virtual launches since the pandemic began? Have you attended or participated in others? How are you attempting to connect to the larger literary community?

A: Again, the other part of my career has expanded quite a bit, and left little time for engaging in literary pursuits at all. That said, I have to use Twitter for work, and literary folk have become a lot more active on there in recent months, which means I often get these refreshing little breaths of beauty amidst all the grimness that Twitter otherwise delivers these days. I’m really grateful for those.

The other day a reviewer posted a breathtaking couple of lines that Ottawa’s own Amanda Earl wrote, and reading that quite literally made my day. 

Q: Has the pandemic forced you to rethink anything in terms of production? Are there supplies or printers you haven’t access to during these times that have forced a shift in what and how you produce?

A: The out-and-about aspects of my work have, of course, been interrupted. I do a lot of my writing sitting around in bars and cafes, and that’s been a no-go. My zines also require me to sort of skulk around copy shops a fair bit, and I don’t think skulking is allowed until Phase 4.

Q: What are your most recent publications? How might folk be able to order copies?

A: Sadly (for me, at least), other than on Twitter I haven’t produced anything new since the novel I self-published about a year ago, A Thief, A Spy, and the Corpse Who Rode Shotgun. You can order it in print directly through the press’s website, or you can get the ebook through Amazon.

Q: What are you working on now?

A: I’m working on the next issue of the zine, but technically I’m always doing that -- the issues are flash-fiction collections, and I’m always writing those. But in terms of larger projects, I’m currently in the outline phase of a sequel to the novel, and I’m messing around with an older manuscript I finished but was never really happy with. I’ve been working on it intermittently for years, going between loving and hating it. I recently forgave it for its past transgressions and have started spending time with it again. When I do allow myself time to write, those are what I spend it on.

Friday, September 13, 2013

On Writing #10 : Adam Thomlison

On writing less
Adam Thomlison


I feel like I'm an odd choice to write anything "On Writing": I have no formal literary training, and I nearly failed high school English class. My only higher education is in journalism. Stylistically, all that taught me was to never use two words when you can use one, and if you're thinking of using an adverb, make damn sure it's necessary. Brevity, in a word (any more would be counterproductive).
The thing is, I think it's a valuable lesson for my fiction as well, though it has cost me in a lot of ways (concision is not rewarded in an business that often pays by the word or page).
It is an ideal to be striven for. Just as great writers can (and do) spend endless hours chasing le mot juste, it is an equally laudable literary goal to chase le coupe juste (I don't know if that translates -- my French grades were no better than my English ones): It is as important to decide what words to keep out as what ones to put in -- like that jazz cliché about the notes you don't play.
It's an endeavour that has driven me to my latest literary obsession: Twitter. As well as being a medium designed to spread words widely and quickly -- the small pressman's dream -- it is also a demanding taskmaster; its implicit challenge: to express a complete story in 140 characters or less. It forces me to do something that a wide open blank page doesn't ask of me -- to consider every word. Every single one. (Repetition, by the way, is a luxury not afforded by Twitter.) It forces me to treat my audience's attention as a gift, one not to be squandered on words which, like my readers, don't have to be there.
'Audience' is rather strong in my case: I still have only a handful of followers, most of whom are friends who do have to be there (if they want their Christmas presents, anyway). So Twitter is certainly not a vocation for me. What it is a ritual; a philosophy; a reminder of what's important. What's important is what you have to say -- to get in, tell your story, and get out. Before they're tired of you. Before they know what hit them. Before they realize that you nearly failed English class.


Adam Thomlison is a journalist, editor, self-published novelist, and a writer of tiny stories. Some of the latter have appeared in his zine series, The Last Thumbnail Picture Show, and some appear on his Twitter feed, @40wattspotlight, and on his website, 40wattspotlight.com.