Guest Post by Rebecca Pott Fitton
One of the joys of writing was reading what I had written and thinking “that is really good.” This revelation was like cooking a meal that tastes surprisingly good. Writing allowed me to focus and articulate my emotions. The topic could be deeply personal or about public events. Language became a tool of precision.
Because I wrote when the poems came to me in the middle of the night, my sleep pattern was interrupted. I had lots of groggy mornings and afternoon naps. For about a year and a half, I adjusted to the poetry.
Reading my poetry to friends was the greatest joy. Having always been a very private person, I gave voice to myself and my experiences that resonated strongly for others. Knowing that my poetry was meaningful to others was deeply gratifying.
Rebecca's new book "Waver Rider" will be published early 2017.
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