To meet my younger self

In times of Covid isolation, we seem to turn to digging through old photos. Facebook is full of our pasts. Are we searching for a better time?

High School graduation. I am second from the left. Never could be serious. Feel free to tag yourselves.

In so digging, I came upon a theme book. For those of you who are old enough to have suffered them:

much the worse for wear after 50years

Since I can remember, I have been a writer. Looking back on my 13 year old self and some of my stories, I was both amused and chagrined by my talent, or lack thereof. My wonderful Creative Writing teacher, Mrs. McCawley, commented on one; regarding the true narrative of surviving Hurricane Carol on a small island off the CT coast; “It could be more realistic.” My brother and I got a kick out of that. (I got a C+)

“Fantastic. Impossible. Lovely fairy story.” (C awarded)

“Punctuation? Comma rule on compound sentences?” (B but the story wasn’t that good.)

Still love a good fairy story. And, as my friend Kit Brown, renowned English teacher and book editor would note: Punctuation is still not my forte.

But content isn’t what got me pondering. My crazy 8th grade hand writing did. Could I analyze my back and forth, inconsistent writing and learn a bit about my 13 year old self? Curiosity sent me searching for information. I

https://graciousliving.typepad.com/the_write_event/2003/12/slantthe_emotio.html “Does handwriting reveal everything about a person? Certainly not. No evaluation can do that. Does it offer evidence about the internal emotional responses of a writer? Most definitely.”

Sadly I must confess the following has dogged me my whole life:

” left-slanters run everything they experience through a filter. They are internally on the alert and asking, though not consciously, ‘How does this affect me?’ Pay attention how they express themselves. They may say, “Well, in my experience…” and then go on to relate how that connects to what is being discussed… and then tie themselves into how it personally relates. “

Mrs.McCawley, wielder of the red pen. Evidence of my back slanting.

Since I am conscious of this failing, through the years I have tried to overcome. My current handwriting perhaps shows improvement. However, I also find this to be incredibly true:

Slants to the left: You tend to keep to yourself and generally like to work behind the scenes. If you are right-handed and your handwriting slants to the left, you may be expressing rebellion.

https://www.pens.com/handwriting-infographic was my next foray into Graphology.

My 13 year old self had both wide “L” loops and very narrow. Which I like to think meant I was relaxed and spontaneous in my inner self, but restricted from outside influences. Back then, my i dot was very high, which is supposed to bless me with a great imagination. Now, I don’t dot. Perhaps my imagination has gone so far as to no longer fit the analysis scale.

The shape of my letters hasn’t changed. Still rounded “you are creative and artistic”, still connected in a print script kind of way, “Logical, systematic and make decisions carefully.” Which I dispute.

Current sample of my print-script

realsimple.com informed me that the adult me, is logical and practical but guarded with my emotions. I love their analysis of my script “s”. Evidently, the 13 year old me and the 69 year old me, are still the same ambitious, intellectually probing person who likes to study new things. The fact that I now print, means I am versatile. Wow, one can always use an ego boost!

Check out; handwriting-graphology.com, for more in depth charts. k

Know of any other great graphology sights? Let me know. If I can find some of my older journals, I am going to see if I like that young girl who put pencil to paper so long ago. Next I think I will try yourfonts.com and see if I can turn my handwriting into my own personal font to use here.

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Published by Miki Clements

I am a writer and photographer. My love is sharing nature and the outdoors either on my horses or with my dogs.

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