We speak to CNP launch author Paul Cumming about whatever it is he’ll be writing for us.
Gumbaya Park. Tynong, Victoria. Sunset. The shimmering bronze orb of the August sun is slowly eaten by the horizon. The tractors have finished spluttering, their last rides over for the day. The ponies are being stabled two at a time. The Paddle Boats and Twister Karts are moored in neat ranks, most of them unused. The only sounds piercing the eerie, muted twilight are the snap and click of golf putters hitting balls and the ring of ice against glass; all of which are emanating from the small circle of Casuals Network Press editors, making their way sluggishly through the Gumbuya Park minigolf course.
CNP: So we were thinking you could write something on Gumbuya Park, something on its identity-forming role in Victoria, a think piece. Essentially we want something personal about what Gumbuya Park symbolises for people of our generation, about how regional theme parks are a part of the Australian experience. ‘Where the city meets the country’. That sort of thing.
PC: Actually I was thinking of writing about boxing, sort of a…
CNP: Oh really! We had no idea there was boxing at Gumbuya Park. Sure.
PC: I..I’m not sure that there is. I hadn’t thought to write about Gumbuya Park actually.
A long pause hangs heavily on the afternoon’s fading light. All CNP editors look down the shafts of their minigolf clubs and take phantom swings, furrowing brows, shaking heads.
PC: I’m not sure there’s much of a story here…
PC looks around at the perfectly evacuated theme park and a middle-aged groundskeeper stares vacantly back, fishing gum leaves out of the bottom of the waterslide.
CNP: There’s a lot of meaty stuff here. A couple of years ago a vandal stuck explosives into the rear of the golden pheasant statue out the front. Shocking stuff.
CNP: Apparently it sounded like an earthquake.
PC: I believe you but like I said, I’m sort of writing about boxing, it’s…
CNP: Are you attached to the idea?
PC: It’s half written already… I’ve taken on a boxing trainer, I’m following an up-and-coming boxer, I’ve been studying…
CNP: What about the other half?
CNP: The other half of the essay. Think you could braid in some ideas about regional theme parks? It might be nice to have some variety in the essay…
PC: Uh, I think that might be a little too much…variety.
CNP: So what are you writing then?
PC: It’s about boxing as a literary obsession, a cultural touchstone…
The CNP editors resume their golf game.
PC: Yes, it looks at boxing as life condensed into a sport, about how it almost exists as a narrative shell, something that has, at different times, been a symbol of struggle in times of war, poverty and racial tension. Boxing is, more than anything…a story. Which is why writers like it so much I guess…
CNP: Of course, of course. Ooh! That was almost in!
One of the CNP editors dances furiously around the final hole on the course, making a series of jagged putts, all missing.
CNP: So is it just boxing books then? You’re reading boxing books.
PC: I was at first...now I’m training with an ex-US marine and following a young boxer to his first match and talking to some stalwarts of the sport. Boxing has a way of…consuming people, which is basically what the whole piece is about.
PC: No, it’s actually really simple. It’s essentially about how boxing is identity-forming.
CNP: Ah, identity-forming. Just like Gumbuya Park.
How To Start a Fight by Paul Cumming will be released in about December.