…ahem
February 24th, 2009 at 11:39 am (Writing)
So the resolution didn’t quite work out.
One thing I need to do better is harness my depression as a tool or a driving force. I need to use it, not suffer from it. Or it wins, and I’m too bloody stubborn to accept that.
That said…I think I have found a way to actually harness it, that may make some people a touch uncomfortable.
For some reason the Isle of Wight has a strong literary history. It’s often been recalled fondly by poets in flowery verse talking about how green the fields of Wello are or how peaceful everywhere is after four on a Sunday. And yet, there is precious little in terms of real, reflective poetry – the kind of poetry that tells you the story that actually happens. It doesn’t just gloss over the cracks in the pavement. It tells you who fell between them, and is still there now.
I think I’m going to write a collection of poems. About the Island, about the depression surrounding it.
Watch this space.