Filling the white space
white space taunts my pen
my épée etching each word
slowly on the page
my épée etching each word
slowly on the page
words marching cadence
along pale blue journal lines
and then there is light
© Perle Champion 2009
along pale blue journal lines
and then there is light
© Perle Champion 2009
William Wordsworth wrote: “Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart”
I’ve filled the paper or my journal since I was a child: daily observations, traumas & dramas, poetry, essays, stories and more since I was a child. I didn’t realize how much publishable material languished there in my own journal until one day.
One day I was rereading an old journal when I realized that one story was practically complete, so why not type it up and send it out. That story was “Rain” back in 2004. What a thrill it was to see that story so dear me, not only published but resonating with so many readers.
That day I started paying attention to what I wrote in my journal and noting in the margin whether it would make a good poem or essay or story or a character in a book. That decision has since stood me in good stead. Most of what I’ve published originated inthe pages of my journal.
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