Sydney-based copywriter Danielle White launches new blog for jilted, jaded and romantic writers
Sydney-based copywriter, Danielle White (left) has launched a new page dedicated to writing that “may not be warm, fuzzy and consumer-friendly” called JiltedJadedRomantic.com.
Says White: “The idea of the blog is that if a gripe is written creatively, even if it’s stinging, drenched in ‘FML’ or crude, it should have somewhere to live.”
Writers can stay anonymous or put a name to their words.
Currently, contributions range from works by spoken word poet, Tami Sussman, international journalist, Hani Shawwa writing about Hurricane Sandy, rappers lamenting a broken romance and quirky poems about Sydney institution, Gelato Messina. In one cynical piece about Tony Abbott, the writer (Dis Gruntled) writes “You think you can’t enter heaven, ’til Jesus enters you / Though it’d better be ‘correctly’, or it’s off to Nauru.”
Says White: “I’ve had enough of happy writing. Let’s write about the stuff that’s awkward, frustrating and annoying.”
The project is open to everyone’s contributions. Send yours to JiltedJadedRomantic.com mentioning whether you’d like to stay anonymous.
25 Comments
Unique and edgey… Love it..!
Danni is too young and good looking to be bitter. Wait till you get to my age and have to get up 5 times during the night to take a leak, during which you trip over your own balls in the dark.
Now that’s bitter.
Nice one Danielle!
Juvenalia, a symptom of the age where anyone can publish, and more’s the pity.
Bad verse and vica does not rise to the level of the readable, and the fact that this is all being marketed/pr’d on an ad blog says a good deal about the seriousness of the endeavour.
Stick to copywriting little soldierette, if indeed you can.
Maybe just encourage Lynchy to forward everything he deems ‘too something or other’ to publish here. (read might upset certain advertisers or powerful CDs in the industry we’re guessing)
Now there would be a good start toward giving the “stinging, drenched in ‘FML’ or crude, ( ) somewhere to live” . . . if you’re true to your stated purpose.
The jury is still out on that given what we’ve read on your blog so far. No incendiary devices to be seen, sadly.
Guys, I know this is the medium for people who take things very seriously, but it’s just a bit of fun and a vessel by which to write for non commercial purposes. Chill yourselves right out
The inevitable excuse for amateur endeavours . . . ‘it’s just a bit of fun’.
At least you got the ‘non-commercial purposes’ right, ’cause there’s certainly no danger of anyone making any money off of what you’ve been posting.
Jesus christ.
Someone wants to publish their stuff and it gets slammed by people saying
a. She’s too young
b. She’s too shit
c. She can’t do that
Get a life. Remember it was a bunch of young idiots that wrote all the music you hippies think will never be bettered, drew comics like the fabulous furry freak brothers and wrote books like ‘the politics of ecstacy’.
Stick it you lousy stooges.
As for the blog, I’ll give it a read and well done Danielle for giving it a go.
Congrats Danielle!
Love it!
Write your toxins into a poem
You’re right, young people with talent did all of that and more, still can, but this ain’t it, and before someone, anyone of any age starts publicising their efforts, it might be a good idea to hone their skills first.
Read the blog before you go to the wall with no information. It’s amateur hour.
This is also a quality, or lack thereof of the last generation or two, not all but sadly too many. They want to lead and take the title without doing the research, paying the dues, putting in the effort, learning their craft, studying.
They’re great with the self-publicity, the PR, the self-congratulations, instant this, style over substance, but it’s all well in advance of an actual portfolio, of anything with substance to say or show.
Blame advertising for this notion that image is everything. It’s not.
If you read the article you’d see Danielle curates a page intended for all writers. Therefore it’s not a self promotion. Why don’t you write your angst into verse and submit it.
Wow. You are bitter, old man.
Better bitter than blander, and how do you know the writer is a man?
No, the charming photo attached to the press release, the personal quotes about being fed up with ‘happy writing’, her name prominently featured in the headline, her ‘Sydney copywriter’ status in the opening line of the blurb, not much self promotion there at all is there.
The entire exercise is self-promotion, and all she has to do is attach the work of others ad play ‘curator’, as you so generously describe her role.
Please.
The writing’s bad. Nice try. Go again.
Um, when did you last read an article featuring someone that didn’t include a job title and (shock) a quote. As for the picture, only unattractive people are allowed to be taken seriously? You all speak of honing your craft and developing your style yet when a forum like this emerges for anyone to do just that, by exposing their work to the marketplace of constructive criticism (as distinct to just bitching btw) you just pan it out of hand. There is enough angst and bitterness here to overload JJRs server; unfortunately criticism has usually supplanted courage in the old and talentless so I doubt we’ll see too many contributors from this thread.
Hey, my uncle’s got a barn. Let’s put on a show. It’ll be swell.
The rise of amateurism, user generated content, the DIY creative world of the free blog space have all given birth to the illusion that the ‘creative’ work anyone can solicit and select (‘curate’), or self-produce with consumer digital tools and whatever resources and abilities, or inabilities are available with language and design are actually worthy of a public outing.
Effort and quality are not synonymous, neither are rhyme and poetry, typing and writing, recording moving images and cinematography, using Instagram and grading, well you get the idea, or most of you anyway, we hope.
Not to mention the rise of the amateur critic. Self indulgent, cutting opinions shone down from the blissful heights of faceless obscurity.
I like the initial startup and concept. It’s always hard to get the initial traction to enable sufficient user engagement. Keep pushing and good luck.
Just another example of youth thinking they’re fabulous without being able to subjectively view the concept and content.
Blame Dani’s parents.
@H said:
Dude, we all start somewhere. In my opinion The Beatles were fucking terrible the first 6 years, but did I get angry enough to invent a time machine, go back in time and say ‘YOU FUCKING SUCK, NOBODY WANTS TO HOLD YOUR HAND, HOLDING HANDS IS GAY AND NOT IN THE HAPPY WAY YOU THINK IT MEANS AT THIS POINT IN TIME OR IN THE HOMOSEXUAL WAY YOU’LL THINK IN 30 YEARS TIME BUT GAY AS IN FUCKING GAY’ ?
No, I didn’t. So peace out man.
‘shone down from the blissful heights of faceless obscurity’?
(read wanted to be a poet, but wound up in advertising for the painfully obvious reasons)
‘the initial traction to enable sufficient user engagement’?
(read wants to be a marketing executive, but his parents couldn’t afford the MBA, so he had to settle for memorising the jargon and wearing the sale suit from Myer, along with those Florsheim shoes a half size too small)
Ah, the pain of disillusionment. One sympathises.
this blog is so edgy i cut myself.
http://jiltedjadedromantic.com/2013/01/16/you-can-take-your-feedback-and-shove-it/
Your ‘verse’, if one can call it that, ‘spoken word’ notwithstanding (as if that were some sort of disclaimer for the amateurism), is as juvenile as its subject matter is shallow.
‘Feedback’ only confirms what several of the commenters on the blog have already made of the entire episode, that ‘work’ of this kind is really an extension of some middle-school perversion of a romantic aesthetic, and really shouldn’t be indulged in a professional public forum, nor much anywhere else for that matter.
Given the advent of the online blog, and an open gateway to public display of the least accomplished, sadly publishing standards are not what they once may have been.
Your blog is bound to be read by tens of people we’re certain, so probably no harm in the end, but the very fact of your collective identification as ‘writers’ gives many of us great pause and fear for the future of the practice.