In my previous post, I was excited at the prospect of getting my hands on a proof copy of my pamphlet: something tangible, after all those months of hard work, highs and lows. So I was surprised that the elation I’d expected to feel – well, it just wasn’t there! Instead, I felt rather flat, if I felt anything at all.
Don’t get me wrong – I’m really pleased with the overall look, the print quality and everything, to say nothing of how opposite poems can now physically ‘talk’ to each other. And I needed the affirmation of the tactile (I’m trying really hard, here, to avoid using phrases like ‘skin-on-skin contact’…).
Thanks to Davina Prince and one or two other collection-published poets who’ve been through all this before, I’m reassured that, in a way, this is a kind of ending, if only until the pamphlet launch and afterwards. So it’s natural to feel deflated, even a little sad. And I’ve managed to distance myself a little, which is a good thing, as very soon my little pamphlet will have to stand up for itself as readers make of it what they will.
Last time, I promised to reveal the title, didn’t I? So here’s an image of the front cover:
Launch details and a couple of diary dates to follow.