I write what I don’t know. Robert Creeley I was struck by this quote from an interview with the poet, Robert Creeley. Think about it for a minute, even if you’ve read it before, please hold it, just for a few heartbeats. OK, I’m taking it completely out of context (you can read the whole [...]
by Jan on February 15, 2010
What is your pen? Your pen is not a magic wand. Your pen is a conduit An agent of change A baton To mark the time of your life A sable brush With which you’ll colour in The future.
by Jan on February 1, 2010
What does your journal mean to you? Mine is my intimate, it never gets bored with me. It is silent, yet it reflects back who I am, my growth, the crystalisation of my understanding and the journey of my life. It politely highlights anomalies in my thinking, allows me to change my mind, and reminds me that [...]
by Jan on November 25, 2009
I’d like to share a story with you. It starts kind of sad, but the ending is very joyful, very jubilant: In 1995, I bought a beautiful plain notebook with a specific intention. I’d always been a note-taker, a list-maker, but this was quite different. This journal was to be my companion as I sat [...]
My mother died in 1995. I was with her in the last couple of days of her life and I kept a journal. I think that was the first time I ever used writing as a tool to get me through a difficult situation. Later that year I started the journal about my life which [...]