When I first began writing what would eventually become Scar Tissue & Stardust, I did not set out to write a book.
I was simply trying to survive.
Trying to make sense of things that did not fit neatly into conversation. Trying to give language to grief, to trauma, to faith, to love, to the quiet fractures we carry long after the world assumes we have healed.
Some poems came like confession. Some came like prayer. Some came only after years of silence.
And somewhere between scar tissue and stardust, I began to understand something:
Healing does not end when the book is finished.
Sometimes that is where a different kind of becoming begins.
That is why this journal exists.
Notes from the Quiet Becoming is not just a blog. It is a space for the stories that live between the poems. The pieces that did not make it onto the page. The reflections that arrive after the ache. The quiet lessons that come with rebuilding. The moments of grace we almost miss because they do not arrive loudly.
Here, I will share the stories behind certain poems, pieces of the writing journey, thoughts on healing and faith, fragments of unfinished work, and perhaps even glimpses of what is still to come.
If you have found your way here—whether through my book, a poem, PoetrySoup
, or simply by accident—I hope you stay awhile.
Because some stories do not end when the last page is turned.
Some stories… are still becoming.
— Jennifer Rene Wallace
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