Je n’ai pas peur

Confession: my relationship with words is broken. I used to write poetry, but I haven’t written any in a long time. Except for a few feeble attempts at haiku that don’t have staying power.

I want to get my words back.

Back in 2013, I made a simple booklet of folded copier paper for writing practice. There was an element of calligraphy with the brush pen. How to try to make it look good to my eye. But also an element of choosing words and phrases that meant something to me, that had some effect. The booklet is terrible really, messy and boring and generally ugly. With some blank pages left, because I ran out of enthusiasm for the project.

However – two of these phrases/images have stuck with me to this day. I carefully saved the booklet because of them and I could also rather easily find some scanned images of them in my arcane file system on the computer.

I find both very strengthening. I want to try to make a book using these words.