a small big thing

I wrote today, after years of not doing it, just 2 poems.

In high school, I wrote all the time, short stories more than poetry and of course, all those English papers and essays as I was in Honors & AP English classes.

And obviously, I have this hypergraphia anyway. But I'd rather not journal or blog, and a lot of my creativity has been zapped by meds. Or maybe even just changes in my brain; I couldn't write when I was pregnant either, and I was off meds until the last month.

I think I'm going to look for one of those sites online that have writing prompts, set a small goal to try a writing prompt, see where it goes. Do it again if I like it. I loved writing so much growing up and miss my connection with it. Online posting doesn't really do it for me.

I was a bit surprised I wrote a second poem after the first; I hadn't seen that one coming. It feels so good when you can do what you know you love to do, even if it's buried deep inside now. I guess the spark is still there, a bit a least. Not going to pressure myself about it though, just try and see. If I try and can write, that's wonderful and if I can't, I can try another day.

That is great news! I wonder if it could even be therapeutic for you.

Id love to read one of uour poems or better uet a short story.

Good for you!!! I hope this is beneficial for you.

I'll bet it feels great to again experience this part of yourself!

Many members write poetry. Some share in the "Creative Corner" forum. You are certainly invited to share should you care to do so.

Enjoy your writing!


WC

I would love to do the same. I used to write all the time (was an English writing major in college). I haven’t written anything in years. I even stopped keeping a journal which I had done since I was 14. The writing prompts sounds like a good idea. Maybe I’ll try it too.

Not ready to share just yet.

I think it could be therapeutic too.

Before I identified myself with anorexia and overexercising and depression and bipolar and a basketload of other mental illnesses, I mostly identified myself as being a reader and writer. I was smart, yes, but it wasn't who I was; I didn't entangle my identity with my intelligence. I was a writer and a reader, until I went away to college and started my long journey into the forays of mental illness.

Connecting back to the person I was before all the MI issues, not just the reading, most especially the writing, feels good. Writing is an outlet for me; I know this, so does the stupid hypergraphia, apparently.

A lot of things in my childhood sucked. But thinking about reading & writing, most especially, writing, escaping into stories I could completely control, makes me feel good.

Writing is wonderful. Reading too, of course.

I love to type, but the pen to the paper is such a different feeling...
In 2010, when I had a very serious mania going on, I constantly wrote the most off the wall things in notebook after notebook, and I would do this late at night. I remember thinking how "amazing" my ideas were and I thought I was so "brilliant".

A few years ago, I found those notebooks in a box and I burned them. As I looked through them, I got negative feelings. Seeing that brought back the memories of extreme paranoia I was having.

I feel like I've never written so well as that time... and another time when I was in high school around the time before I was hospitalized.

If you have the flow, let it flow!! I understand about the fast feeling. My writing was all over the place and different script depending on how my mind was. The faster my thoughts, the sloppier the letters. The more intensity you could see on the pages.

I used to write poetry, too.

I remember long afternoons where I'd just write poems and then store them in my journal

" from shadows to eluminations", for example, is about a day out with the kids and the mother suddenly suffers from BP psymptoms, and is unsure how to tell the child

then their's one I wrote about death, a self harm one, one about being mannic and one about christmas (from a depressed point of view). I was going to write one from a manic point of view, but I never got round to it.

my focus is now on stories

I've finished one (about a families trip to orlando), and I'm working on a couple at a time- one about a ghost that lives inside a child, one about a boy who gets a chance to go on a tv show, one about a tv show that got canceled that I really liked, and also a collection of dark fairytales

I love to write

ah.

I forgot the poem, " the rising waters", which is about thoughts and noise blocking your mind, and having someone by you who will always be their for you

I agree about the pen. I burned my old writing too, even though it was good. I felt it was too positive and cheerful, go figure.

I did do a writing prompt this morning. I kept it nonfiction, but I could have written a story or poem out of it too. I used the paper & notebook approach too. I always wrote in pen or pencil growing up because it's not like laptops existed or smartphones or tablets. If you were luckily enough to have a desktop, MS Word was in very early phases when I graduated.

We never had to turn in typed papers in high school; just ink, cursive, (which my daughter's school doesn't even teach anymore) and white-out for mistakes though excessive white-out lowered your grade. My school did not even have a computer lab, and I learned to type on an electric typewriter, which really sucked on timed typings if a key got stuck or near the end of the assignment, you made an error and would need to use white-out, and then had to debate between starting over or getting points taken off for the white-out.

Now I feel old...LOL.

I wrote a lot in college. Now I have trouble just writing in my journal. Thanks haldol.

It's wonderful that you;ve started writing a bit, blueberry

That's so nice to read, that you explored your creative side today. I often find writing therapeutic for me. I used to always consider myself more of an informational article or marketing material writer, but I found a creative voice in writing.

Write baby, write.

Haven't done any today except on this forum, but we were out most of the day, and I'm tired. Maybe not until Monday, maybe tomorrow, but there's a Fall Festival at my daughter's school in the afternoon. Absolutely DREADING it.