Caelan Scott

About Packing My Record For Mars

Meet Ed, a man who considers himself unlucky enough to live at the end of time, and his daughter, Lelana, a kid with buckets of hope and an uncertain future. His wife, who finds herself traversing the boundary between this life and the next. Join them as they enter into the slow apocalypse, fighting to survive alongside artificial life, visitors from other worlds and humanity's left over.

Get to know Mixarthur and Dandie, a couple of grifters that made a mockery of time, through the logs they left behind that sit preserved in a museum in the distant future.

With a drifting, interwoven narrative, Packing My Records For Mars uses poetry to envision the end of Earth, the bittersweet hope of creation, exploration and the struggle of surviving regimes that emerge in dark times.

What creatures might be waiting just on the other side of the moon?

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About the author

Caelan is a nonbinary author of speculative fiction and poetry, inspired by their youth amongst the moors of Yorkshire, England, where ordinary lives are often entwined with the unusual. Caelan is also pursuing a career in healthcare science as a PhD researcher, enjoys walking their Shih-Tzu and playing cozy games.

"The Night Talks" explores the world after dark, when what we know for certain, our beliefs, our hopes and fears merge. "Packing my records for Mars" is a speculative fiction poetry collection exploring the end of the world and what comes after, partially told through the eyes of one family at the end of Earth. All internal artwork and book covers are done by the author, who wants to make the most of dabbling in art and an overpriced Adobe subscription.

Caelan is currently working on a speculative science fiction novel, loosely inspired by their latest poetry book.

some poetry

A Library of Universe

I wonder what black birds are thinking,

if feathers could be strung across space,

or if fever dreams can be translated,

turned upside-down and re-arranged.

If empty space in life can be transcribed

into desires understood by creatures

on other worlds, or invisible wings

that ripple the shifting cosmos outwards.

If there’s a soul nesting in cloud’s language,

wishing to croon to us in words we know,

desperate to parse the tune of sparrows

and the softer drawl of human tongue,

hang song’s pale hours in a bird cage

and call it a library of universe.

-Packing my records for Mars

The Hill-dweller

The human on the hill-top amasses the world's wealth

in big hands, cupping love, real, false,

sieving out the lumps,

greedy, unneeded.

The hill-dweller says:

Kindness can fix the world,

and we laugh: Kindness never fixed anything.

And why is that?

The hill-dweller asks: why is that?

In those big hands there are many colourful rocks

and hearts, virile—if eaten, makes us volatile with obsession,

makes liars of delicious apathy,

appropriate passivity,

we're masters of the ordinary

and disdainful of the kind.

The hill-dweller keeps sieving the clay soil, rooting

for seeds of empathy, convinced there's a planet's worth.

Looking for some more words?

We ask, scornful, running up the hill, out of breath,

eager to push the hill-dweller off,

but loving hands hold on. Another prayer to give, hill-dweller?

Another thought to spare?

But loving hands hold on.

-The Night Talks

Coyotes

Nestled inside the dry rivers of this empty canyon,

there was a city inside you but now there's none.

As the sun is setting and your volcano is aching,

I can hear coyotes in your dusky streets.

Listening in the distance from my mountainous perch

to echoing music that salts the earth,

as beating drums fade into the icy night,

I can hear coyotes in your dusky streets.

The uninterrupted sky spread with a thousand lights

and a forgotten city that rests dead in the sand,

as rocks roll through ancient neighbourhoods,

I can hear coyotes in your dusky streets.

-The Night Talks

Caelan Scott

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About Packing My Record For Mars

About the author

The Night Talks

some poetry

A Library of Universe

SIGNED copy - The Night Talks

The Hill-dweller

Transitions

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Coyotes

inside the night talks

Short Works

packing my records for mars

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Pre-Order the ebook for 1st september

About Packing My Record For Mars

About the author

The Night Talks

some poetry

A Library of Universe

SIGNED copy - The Night Talks

The Hill-dweller

Transitions

Support the author

Coyotes

inside the night talks

Short Works

packing my records for mars

Social

join the reader list

Interested in poetry, books, film & television?

Contact the author

info@caelanscott.com

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