Anne Lamott suggests an index card, and I have used these, but they suggest something pre-planned, organised. The envelope, especially if it has an address with a stamp or franking mark, is open to all kinds of improvisation. It knows it is inexpensive and thus prompts writing that is (almost) afraid of its own voice. The envelope has no ideas above its station. The low-stakes setting is ideal for getting some real work done. A sketch of an idea. The first line of something. The whisper of a voice overheard on the street. Or you might use it to scrawl a phone number, an email, or the name of a book. Its nature as an already used artefact reflects the impermanence, the provisionality, of all writing. Paradoxically, this invites creativity, the loosening of inhibitions, freedom. Somehow the envelope knows this and is welcoming of it. Somehow the envelope brings hope.
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I am a lecturer, poet and writing tutor. I work in teacher and medical education at the University of Exeter. My anthology Lifesaving Poems, based on the blog of the same name, is available from Bloodaxe Books. Love for Now, my memoir of cancer, is published by Impress Books. Deck Shoes, a book of prose memoir and criticism, and The Afterlife, my fifth book of poems, are available now from Impress Books and Worple Press. My current research project is Young Poets' Stories: https://youngpoetsstories.com/. This blog is archived by the British Library. View all posts by Anthony Wilson