Explaining why I chose my name is easy enough and perhaps not as interesting as some others. I like an eclectic mix of poetry and prose from many genres. A few tend to stand out in my mind more than others, often riding along in the back of my consciousness until springing forth with a clarity embellished with truth. The day I started this blog was an exciting one for me because it was like starting a new chapter in my life. One I looked forward too. When it came time to name my blog though, I ran into some difficulty because as I discovered, there are many creative people in the world and chances are if you think up something brilliant.. someone else already has as well. A good many of the names I came up were already being utilized by others. The struggle to remain unique is an arduous one.
I wanted one that spoke of the many things I would be writing about such as my poetry, musings and often times, straight up ramblings, without pinning it down to only one subject matter. I spent several hours on the task, and had just about given up for the day when I spotted my favorite book of famous quotes lying on the table. I opened it up without thought to specific page numbers or content and landed on the very page that would be my guiding light.
“Words are things; and a small drop of ink, falling like dew upon a thought, produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions think.” ~ Lord Byron
It was absolutely perfect! A drop of ink. Or in my case.. many drops. I have always been a believer in signs, and this was as direct as any sign could ever be or has been. I knew then and there what the name of this blog needed to be.. and Drops of Ink was born that very day.