Sometimes when I'm writing I will trace a letter slightly different. It may be a small squiggle at the end, the shape would end a bit shorter or I might slant it just a tad. In some cases I would really like the result. As a stand-alone letter it looks gorgeous; elegant in itself. Homogenization is, however, the bane of every aggregation. If it does not work with the whole it just can’t be incorporated. Thankfully, more often than not, I’m able to integrate it in one of my handwriting styles, be it the slanted-cursive, the serif-script or any other. But every once in a while it just won’t fit anywhere. To develop a new style around a single letter is certainly possible although realistically impractical.
It is in those occasions that my soul gets torn to shambles. To see such a beauty, such potential being pushed aside and forgotten is disheartening. It makes me extrapolate the circumstance to larger real-world events. How many experiences do we miss because they do not conform to the image we have formed of ourselves? Even worse, how many not-really-perfect “letters” do we embrace in our life alphabets only because they fit with the rest? I suggest you give this thought a minute.