Windows to the Soul

I dislike title pages.

So I generally sketch them in, tell myself I will hone them over time, and then ignore them forever.

The second page is better, but also not great, psychologically speaking. I cut a hole in this one:

And the one after it:

Until I got back down to the envelope:

I don’t feel comfortable with a book until I’m living in the middle of it, settled in its ways. With my journals, I usually make them months before I need them, just so I can get used to them existing.

With the project book (I suspect it wants a name that’s a bit more fulfilling but given that we just met, I have no idea what that name should be, so “project book” will have to do), I’m going to try to force my brain not to follow the rules that apply to my proper journals. Primarily those regarding order, clarity in writing (David Carson would be proud), and revision. I am not a rule-follower by nature; I am whatever makes rule-followers look like lazy, rebellious monsters of chaos.

(As an aside, this is why I fucking suck at being whimsical. Whimsy requires a devil-may-care looseness that pervades the soul. My soul is an iron fist clenched around a scroll of law)

I'm going to do my best with this book to disregard my usual rigidity. Honestly, every time I think about it I come up with rules for how to break my rules. So it’s going to be a struggle.