This is my blog, I write things here, but not that often.
I also sometimes write on the Clerke and Joy blog and occasionally for the Interval website and have written some things for Total Theatre Magazine. During my project Oh My God I'm Scottish too!! I kept a separate blog that can be read here. Blog blog blog.

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Fortnight writing #6 - Honesty

Posted by Rachael Clerke on Tuesday, October 29, 2013,
from Bristol

Sixth piece of fortnight writing. The subject - 'honesty' - was given to me by Stephanie Brotchie, an Australian artist, producer, writer, and idiot currently based in London. Thanks to Paul White for sending me the photograph that I have written this piece about.

I'm now taking a fortnight holiday from fortnight writing as Clerke and Joy are taking our show
Volcano on the road.


This is me.

It’s probably the most ‘attrac...

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Fortnight writing #5 - Cola Cubes and Cherryade

Posted by Rachael Clerke on Thursday, October 17, 2013,
from Bristol

Fifth piece of fortnight writing, and again it's late, which suggests my deadline/system isn't working very well. Either that or I'm just busy, or lazy. Maybe all these things. This subject - 'cola cubes and cherryade' was given to me by Mel Quayle, who was my English teacher at high school in Edinburgh between 2002 and 2007.


Maybe it’s perfect. You take the cola cube – or 'Kola Kube' – out of it’s paper b...

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Fortnight writing #4: The limits of imagination

Posted by Rachael Clerke on Tuesday, October 1, 2013,
from Bristol

Fourth piece of fortnight writing (a day late). The subject, 'the limits of imagination' was given to me by Sean Clark, a guitar-maker based in Bristol.


Dear Sean,

I have a confession to make.

My imagination, it’s limited. 

There is nowt that I can see without first seeing. 

And now I am unsure of how to spend this minus time available – for I have wasted these past weeks in deep c...

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Fortnight Writing #3: Radar

Posted by Rachael Clerke on Monday, September 16, 2013,

from Bristol

Third piece of fortnight writing. The subject, 'radar' was given to me by Peter Clerke, an artist based in Winchester: director of Blue Apple Theatre and The Occasional Cabaret. My dad.


The death of Radar

That thing that we had [once]. Was it radar?

How did you know and I know when we were so close? Or was it just that you were close enough for the hairs on my arm to touch the hairs on your face?

Or was it your heat. I cou...

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Fortnight Writing #2: Risk Taking and Repurcussions

Posted by Rachael Clerke on Monday, September 2, 2013,

from Winchester

My second piece of Fortnight Writing: Risk Taking and Repurcussions. Subject from Ria Hartley, an artist, researcher and educator based in Bristol.


Risks I have taken

Interrailling aged 17
Getting lost in industrial estates
Class A drugs
Cycling with eyes closed
Ibrox Braveheart
Trying to make a living from art
Jumping off a bridge


Negative repurcussions

Loneliness, sexual harassment
Attachment, bad sex, awkwardnes...

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Fortnight Writing #1: Listening

Posted by Rachael Clerke on Tuesday, August 20, 2013,

from Edinburgh

My first piece of fortnight writing (see below). The Subject - Listening - was suggested to me by Sebastian Hau Walker. Sebastian is a London based artist and the man at the helm of the wonderful CLUSTER BOMB [collective]


I am one of those happy, lucky kids. The kids whose parents love them no matter what, will bail me out, support if not always endorse my decisions, even the bad ones I have made, and the bad ones I will make in the future. I am one...

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Fortnight writing

Posted by Rachael Clerke on Friday, August 2, 2013,

from Bristol

I really like writing, I always have.
But, I have always struggled with the same things. Probably lots of people struggle with them. They are annoying and get in the way and stop me getting better as a writer.

1. Subject.

What to write about? Why now? For who? Sometimes I think of something that I could write about, but decide that no one will be interested in reading about it, or that once I’ve written my opening paragraph I will have nothing else to say. I worry about always w...

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