Background in NY/LA entertainment and arts, Now Novelist/Poet/Humanist. Two novels published: ECHOSIS, 3 WAY MIRROR. Poems published in "Said and Unsaid" Vol 1. In 2012 - 2 volumes of my poetry were published: "Prosetry at Work," and "Perceptions" (The latter as photo/prosetry art book on Lulu) I am especially intrigued with prosetry and slam poetry artists, especially those who come across wit
I've been fortunate (or unfortunate, depending on your POV) to have worked a lifetime in film, stage, TV and writing. Influences have been too many to mention, but some of primary importance have been: David Foster Wallace, Travanian, Paddy Chayefsky, Fellini, Ingmar Bergman, Henry Miller, Christopher Hitchens, Norman Mailer and Ray Kurzweil.
Birth Place: Salt Lake, UT America
Accomplishments: Directing Drama-Logue Award
|ECHOSIS by Odin Roark|
What causes America's mainstream media to fear and try to destroy a group of artists and their work? What happens when such a creative movement grows in strength and threatens media's bottom line? Why would extremists find it necessary to take action against such a colony of artists?...
|Prosetry at Work by Odin Roark|
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
|3 WAY MIRROR by Odin Roark|
3 WAY MIRROR is about a lost identity as experienced by a twenty-eight-year old who thinks he's Charles Randall, until strange events suggest otherwise....
Bubble Choices by Odin Roark
Mixing one’s thinking between prose and verse is rather revealing sometimes. You start off thinking there’s a poem there, then you discover it’s more like flash fiction, or maybe something else trying...
Like No Other by Odin Roark
Picturing unusual points of view for first person story telling brings on some interesting challenges. Thought I'd experiment a bit. Hopefully, it works. ...
Surreal Dummy--Still Here by Odin Roark
(2nd draft) A bit of prosetry and flash fiction on the art of seeing what is arguably (to me, anyway) important to be seen. How about this neon outfit, eh?...
IT by Odin Roark
An angst-purging bit of flash fiction should IT come visiting, i.e., like an unwelcome salesman showing up on your doorstep, IT needs to know the sound of “I ain’t buyin’.” Maybe the cliché: “Where t...
Faux Companion by Odin Roark
Sometimes aloneness spawns strange ideas. Some flash fiction, or maybe some prose with a dash of poetry usually helps.
Take Me, I'm Free (Flash Fiction) by Odin Roark
What would we do without memory? Stop learning that everything cycles back to its origin, sooner or later. (Image by Bloogie)...
Beer Neck Flower by Odin Roark
My rewrites of “Echosis” challenged not only what was on the page, but the back stories that supported the characters. It’s surprising to me that prosetry allows certain kinds of thoughts to find grou...
Closed by Odin Roark
A flash fiction exploration for the journey of dreams that sometimes carries the burden of what’s left behind....
What Do You Do? by Odin Roark
What started out as a poem, ended up as a piece of prosetry/flash fiction. Some would argue that “what you do” as your identity seems empty, and that there might be another way to define ourselves....
When the Wheels Stop Turnin' (flash fiction) by Odin Roark
Age, especially witnessing it in parents, does have it’s lighter moments, few as they might be....
Dream-Blisters by Odin Roark
Even for genius children, comprehending societal decay remains problematic. (Prosetry/flash fiction)...
The Nap by Odin Roark
A flash fiction/prosetry exploration: Revelations have their own agendas. ...
Empty Airports by Odin Roark
Some prosetry unpacking, a short story hoping to find with time that vagaries will fade, wisdom will appear....
6 Sec. Trailer by Odin Roark
A flash fiction ode to those tween twits who keep the marketing departments employed. Used to be, you 'd seen the only parts of a movie worth paying for when you'd watched the 2 or 3 minute trailer...
Nomadic Heart by Odin Roark
(Flash Fiction) With so much wanting, so little fulfillment, the problem's solution seems totally out of reach for some.
Nightmare Tunnel - Merry-go-Round by Odin Roark
An empty subway car in the middle of the night becomes populated with guilt from the past. Balloons, ice cream, stuffed animals are clutched by the accusers in this Nightmare Tunnel trial for a sadist...
Surreal Dummy by Odin Roark
Some flash fiction on the art of seeing what is arguably important to be seen....
Hummingbird at 30,000 ft. by Odin Roark
History never tells the whole story. Many have answers. Some have questions. Thus, an allegory of sorts follows....
Animal Chain Atrocities by Odin Roark
Having just read a book of startling facts associated with the manufacture of the meat supply, purging was the only remedy for depression. Hardly poetic, but perhaps informative.
Guilt by Odin Roark
Finding the right format for what needs grounding is troublesome at times... especially when one is addressing a universal malaise and feels impotent to impact a change. So… flash fiction. ...
DARKNESS THREE by Odin Roark
This is a short story lift from my published novel 3 WAY MIRROR. It is a pivotal part of the story, circa the '80s, and the introduction of two characters, Max and Julian who serve as ce...
It's Only Fair by Odin Roark
Just another recall needing time to "be" again....
Hunger Pangs by Odin Roark
Transporting oneself to an imaginary place works wonders for a rainy day. (A prosetry/flash fiction exploration)...
Lest We Forget To Remember by Odin Roark
A prosetry reminder: Some would argue that today’s readers are unaware of how unyielding some writers of yesterday chose to be--at any cost. ...
Reality Becoming... by Odin Roark
A flash fiction question: At what point does existence become something else?...
The Weigh-In by Odin Roark
“Power is not a means; it is an end.” George Orwell; 1984...
Dixie Cup Memorial (redux) by Odin Roark
As another Memorial weekend begins, memories of Manhattan’s Washington Square brought images forth that seemed appropriate. It’s easy to forget that Memorial Day is not about the long weekend box offi...
Sublime It Is by Odin Roark
Most of us have faced it, cursed it, and disowned it as we’ve learned how to embrace it.
Fear and Aging by Odin Roark
While most of the world is caught up in fear and loathing, an even larger group is caught up in the persuasiveness of that dynamic duo, Fear and Aging. (Image by silencenoise)...
Playacting Myself by Odin Roark
With the existentially advancing corporate world demanding players don devious masks each day, it’s no wonder so many find bedding down for the night brings along the nagging question of who we are…re...
Survivor Hope Chests by Odin Roark
To imagine a refuge’s rejection and plight, regardless of where, be it Nepal, drifting boats, or Middle East borders, one is struck by the tenacity and sentience seeming to be all that’s left for many...
Misstep Paradise by Odin Roark
“It is unwise to be too sure of one's own wisdom. It is healthy to be reminded that the strongest might weaken and the wisest might err.”—Mahatma Gandhi (Image by negativefeedback)...
Reality Misbehavin' by Odin Roark
Some prosetry slam ‘bout the haze of reality panicking to make up more dreams that seem to need even more reality to shake them awake....
Silent Talkies by Odin Roark
We often forget how easy it is to remain disconnected from the gifted. (Image by Mapes)
Like No Other (redux) by Odin Roark
Game Playing by Odin Roark
Many years of observation have taught me far too many beings spend their lives living out who they’re not. (Image by Martin Marcisovsky)...
Suds Gone Flat by Odin Roark
Life’s pollution comes in all forms, some custom made for minds and hearts longing.
Light, the Magician by Odin Roark
With so many things we take for granted, it’s worth some time to wordsmith a prosetry tribute once in a while. (Image by Galeno)...
Leavened Love by Odin Roark
“Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man Time with a gift of tears, Grief with a glass that ran, Pleasure with pain for leaven, Summer with flowers that fell, Remembrance fallen ...
Our Secret by Odin Roark
Visiting older life holding on is an awakening experience. (Image pinterest)...
Bus Stop Escapees by Odin Roark
On reflection, for many in our cities a simple bus ride can dispel urban life’s endless struggle with despair....
Time by Odin Roark
“We are a holographic projection from the edge of space and time.” Hogan and Danzmann (Image by Vladimir Kush)...
Mornings After by Odin Roark
Nature’s personality comes in habits and surprises. In many parts of the worlds, this capricious reality is embraced. In other parts…...
Etchings Ethereal by Odin Roark
Given the mind is the quintessential partner of sentience, attempting to define its workings can be daunting, begging the question: What would we do without language, without words to pursue this conu...
Running On Empty by Odin Roark
When we glimpse the infinite emptiness of the world from a state of emptiness, it is scary and daunting. We feel insignificant because we realize that our own being is essentially without content, an...
B/W Dreamed In Color by Odin Roark
Whether strong-willed or weak-willed, our dreams, especially the repeated ones, are anxious to reveal answers. We just have to listen. (Image by Caras Ionut)...
Beginnings Await by Odin Roark
For those who choose to believe existence is eternal, certain pleas uttered are perhaps not meant to be heard…only felt....
Misnomers of Fame by Odin Roark
How often do we forget names of artists who have made a difference in our lives, yet the impact of their work stays as a constant companion for us. (Image by Escher) ...
Eye-Opening Light by Odin Roark
“There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it” – Edith Wharton...
Marsupial Prison by Odin Roark
As global countenance continues its masquerade into obsessive make-believe, consciousness is left having to consider the obvious alternative. (Image by Ryan Hayward)...
Discipline of the artist by Odin Roark
An article from the esteemed Eric Maisel, whose life as a counselor and therapist for artists, as well as writing numerous books, shares a lifetime of study and evaluation of the artist in society. B...
The Dogs of Sochi by Odin Roark
Mr. Olberman still has a touch....
A Crow With Super Smarts by Odin Roark
Watch this and marvel....
Targets Be Warned by Odin Roark
Sometimes, even a poet has to vent. Just listen to the 911 calls put on line 12/4 for the shooting rampage at Sandy Hook and ask just one question: WTF is wrong with this country? This is not a p...
Simple Times (an observation) by Odin Roark
With technological devices providing so much escape today, along with the inherent “Big Brother” thumb print, there’s reason to consider what we might miss of the little remaining reality we can tou...
Cavemen in Tuxedos (an editorial) by Odin Roark
The world’s accelerated chaos begs perhaps unanswerable questions. One must regret it’s not an American exclusive problem....
Ghost Town Ghosts by Odin Roark
The country’s leadership is in a shambles… elections carried forth for the right reasons are a joke. Where might the awakening reside?...
Note to Self by Odin Roark
Climbing some rock then a quick dip in the ocean below… For some of us, it doesn’t get any better....
Essay on Poetic Theory by Odin Roark
Although dense in its layout, Oppen's remarkable essay is well worth the annoyance....
Odin Roark Website
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