My recently published book is now available on lulu.com for purchase or free download when you click on this word.
if you look a little bit below, you will also see a description which you will also find when you follow the link.


And the Circle Center Wavered' is simply a meditation, a collection written with the intention to bring the mind to the opportunity to perceive storytelling, poetry, diction and syntax, journey, and even the moon in a different way. This is done (coyly) through repetition, language context/connotation play, and grammatical challenges. There could be a certain quality of story-telling being broken through storytelling within the voice of the ambiguous characters, thus giving the story or poem (whichever the reader would like to call it) a circular quality, allowing the reader to find something. Meaning that: 'And the Circle Center Wavered' would simply like to help one search for and find whatever is being sought in the most contemplative way possible.

a propostion.

Kellyn Lappinga
August 2009 Book Proposal

Whilst you see a small little child, you see them in an inevitably innocent form. Their habitat and the experiences they come across certainly bring the little child to some sort of growth largely determines who they will potentially become, what memories they chose to hold onto and how they decide to connote certain experiences. To become personal and speak about fire, I connote only good things because I am reminded of camping and fellowship with neighbors. Others, who have had no or different experiences pertaining to fire, especially that of camp, may be scared of it or even indifferent as it has had a bad or no particular affect on said individuals. Well I starting out making my way down the long path of life, my family and I lived in close proximity to other families who had children that were the ages of my sisters and I and who also attended the same Sunday church service. On the days that compile the end of the week, we would all sit together around a fire pit placed in someone’s driveway. The adults would do things I didn’t pay attention to and we the children would play all around. This usually happened within the two blocks we all lived on. My father would always have his guitar. He would always have his guitar and at a certain time within the night, after he may or may not have had most likely one or two beers, as he was a Christian man, my father and one or two other fathers would get out their guitars and play songs. As my father spent a great deal of his youth working as a camp counselor, he knew many songs that would always delight the children. Even still to the present day, whenever I see the children of those families I had known so well, we often times somehow find ourselves in a conversation about these dearly held songs and I have noticed that they are all we still care to share amongst ourselves now, as we are ourselves becoming adults and live far away from each other on paths that aren’t the same.
In an attempt to somehow make tangible the nostalgic allure of our childhood, I propose to you, the reader of this, the possible construction of a book that contains the aforementioned dearly held songs. I want to make something that will hold what we, the “children”, have come to use to define our childhood. In this attempt, I hope to be able to wok out thoughts that I myself have about moving through stages of life, the paths and choices I myself have taken and what the experiences I have seen have had to do with these decisions. I would like to make these little books, again, to archive childhood in a way that the mind and photographs cannot. I’m also interested in what the book will be able to do for the “children” (and by children I mean everyone who was at one point a child) who did not or even could have grown up similarly. What will this book do for them? And: Can this book create this tangible past for them? Will making these songs available to those who have never experienced what campfire songs be beneficial? I presume we will just have to see.
I propose to make twenty-five hand-bound hardcover copies of this book that I would like to call “Music for those who Love Fire” but of course this title is subject to change. This book will consist of thirteen pages, the song lyrics placed on the page by a typewriter and then copied by a copy machine, sewn together and glued to the hardcover’s that will be covered in contact paper that looks like wood for decoration. There will be no title on the cover to maintain ambiguity but there will be a title page, with credits and dedications to those who deserve them. The page size, all-inclusive, will be eight and a half by eleven but the book will appear to be eight and a half by five and a half. I’m assuming that you, reader, would like to know the songs that will be contained between the hardcover’s I am hand making. Well here is the list, only because you are blessed.
1. My Aunt Came Back
2. You are my Sunshine
3. Michael Row the Boat Ashore
4. Ears Hang Low
5. Mr. Johnny Rebeck
6. In the Cabin
7. Donut Shop
8. Baby Bumble Bee
9. Button Factory
10. Bear Hunt
11. Billy Grogen’s Goat
So there they are. The songs picked for nostalgic reasons and reasons that have to do with familiarity.
And so this is what I propose to you. Yet another attempt to make childhood actual once again. And also an attempt to give a possibly validity to it. What I’m simply proposing to create a memory that will be in a form allowing it to last longer then the mind can manage to preserve it. I believe that the best way to do that will be to place it inside of a book. Mull it over and have some thoughts about your own childhood because I would mostly like to know if what I am proposing is problematic so that I may be able to present these songs held dear in the best possible way.

Now that I have begun to call myself a writer, I have discovered that I am interested in the artist's book as a way to find placement for my writing. Starting this fall that starts in September I will have taken three classes over the two and a half years i have (or will starting in the fall) attended SAIC that have to do with the construction of artists books and their placement within the "art world" and what they can do for both artists and writers.

So I have asked myself, and some others, others who are artists, what they, themselves, have come up with as a definition for the artist's book as a medium and form for the presentation of thoughts, and also how it is related to self-publishing, as it is inevitably a book.

With this information I have composed an article, attempting to answer questions, present more questions and allow whosoever is interested in this topic themselves, to possibly define what an artist's book is or (and you shall see after reading the article) bring the reader of the article to a place where he or she is okay with not being able to come up with a plausible definition.

If you should find yourself interested in any of the aforementioned, I have to tell you that downloading and reading the article I have just written will be extremely helpful in answering the questions you have and also guide you to places that will further help you understand what i have taken up to discuss in the article.

The title of my article is just below this sentence. And it's linked. And things that are linked enjoy being clicked on. So, give that link a little bit of glee, please.

"A Book can be an Artist too"

I hope you enjoy the article as much as the link enjoyed your click and thank you.

these little books were everywhere.

This is the inside of my artist book. and a little bit of the top of my finger.



this is a group digital photograph of all five of my artist books together.



this is my artist book all by itself.

it was a difficult task to complete in such a little time but i was delighted to make them. i still feel that there is something missing. that they aren't complete. but i think they will be someday and that's fine with me.

the inside text is an obituary for darling honest abe and, if i do have to say so myself, it is quite difficult to read. but difficulties are everywhere and we must face them so if you have any interest or inquiries about them, believe me, i am always here. i haven't decided where they belong yet or how they shall be distributed so if you have any suggestions, again, i am always here to find them.

lu la lu

and now i've sent my book to lulu.com so it can be published and i can become a real person!

I've named my book "And the Circle Center Wavered."

it's 38 pages and paper back and if you are interested in learning more, just call my name. i'll be there.
it will be available on lulu.com depending on its presentation when printed. i'll be sure to post a link to it on here if you are interested in owning a copy.

hey! i have a pdf file too. wanna know why? so you can read it!

here it is, just for you.

"And the Circle Center Wavered"

i dearly hope it works. also, if the little digital photograph of the cover of my book is touched, you will also be taken to a link which will allow you to download my pdf. and though o proof read it two times, there are probably still mistakes so please feel entirely free to let me know what those mistakes are.

hello. 

i would like to document the distribution of my zine now. 

i have taken it to quimby's!

that digital photograph up there right above us is one of all five of the books i had brought to quimby's for sale. they are on my bed. 

now that is a digital photo of me going towards quimby's to sell my zine. 

i declined from taking photos inside the store. i would say because it can be considered rude but mostly i felt a little too sheepish to be someone named frank. 

http://ocw.usu.edu/University_Extension/sheep-and-lambing-management/sheep.jpg

so instead of pictures inside i've documented what the view was like for me as i left the store. 

so. there you have it. my zine is on sale at quimby's for three pictures of dead presidents. or, dollars. they will be on the shelf in a week i think. if you're interested i mean. 

here is a review of my zine. it was done by a lady named samantha. i would like to extend my thanks to her for doing that, too. you may view the review here:

http://sgschroeder.blogspot.com/

a little review

"ancient egypt in the year 4 billion"
(i very much like this title. and i think titles are my favorite parts of things so i think i like this zine already)
i'm talking about the selected readings by mister ian mcduffie, of course.
in fact, all of the titles of all of the stories in this selection were lovely. and, even more, the placement of the words in the selections in the zine where lovely and made me think of pretty things. mister ian mcduffies writing style is incredibly interesting and, i found as i was reading, that it was able to take me all the way through the end of the book. and by that i mean the selected writing all seemed to flow together. there seemed to be no ending to them or, they complimented eachother very well. this could be because the pieces are seperated by titles in little case that don't take over the whole rest of the writing, and pretty little pictures of pyramids so you can't really get distracted by the ends and/or beginings of the three different selections.
Furthermore, the fonts chosen for the title pages worked very well as did the overall format of the little zine. oh! and the prism on the back cover was nice too.
i hope you pick it up and look at it and i hope there are more like this later on, when he feels like making them.

thank you, please.