But then my ideas started percolating again and I was able to address them with more clarity
Speaking from the Bipolar side of the house, getting the proper medication made the world of difference for me. When I was on antidepressants, my words went away. I wanted to write, but couldn't put the thoughts together in a meaningful way or have the energy to actually write. Once I got properly diagnosed and on the right meds for me, they all came back, plus some. My output is greater and, I think, better than it had been. I don't have a clue, though, if anyone would call it art. I just do it because I have to or I get antsy. It sucked being mentally antsy and not being able to write, I don't ever want to go back to that.
Hmm, seems I've missed another stereotype, in addition to "Blondes have more fun."
Bummer.
I'll just add my most favorite elitist quote, said by a friend when he was dismissing a movie (that he hadn't seen) that another friend enjoyed:
I don't have to eat shit, I can smell it.
Great, right?
ION, we watched
Atonement
last night. Eh. It was gorgeous, the acting was good, but it just didn't have That Quality for me. Three out of four stars.
Here's one on Creativity and Bipolar Disorder.
Key quotes: " Many investigations have occurred that correlate creativity with mental illness..."
" Jamison's article continues to cite evidence for the strong correlation between bipolar affective psychoses and creativity."
Goodwin suggests writers need inspiration - echoing the romantic belief that alcohol can serve as some mysterious creative fuel, invoking a heightened state of consciousness through which to perceive the world.
This used to work for me when I was younger. Now, not so much. Trying to write while drunk produces things like:
"Hank hastily dropped to the floor and began assembling the...thing. That he needed. Badly.
Bernice, in her role as look-out, turned to see Hank fumbling with the thing he badly neededed and said 'What the fuck are you doing?! the Gaurds are on their way!'
Hank burst into tears and screamed in reply 'JUST FUCK YOU, OKAY?! OKAY?! JUST...YOU NEVER LOVED ME! WHAT THEE HELL ARE YOU EVEN DOING HERE? THE FUCK? I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry. I'm fucking tired, you know? Just...man.
then the gards busteded in and fucking killed them both becaus3 that's the way the fucking world works, you know what I'm sayin? You know?
Oh, fuck you, why am I tlaking to you anyway?"
Or say, anything on Broadway.
Well...
Seriously? Oklahoma? Godspell? Sweeney Todd? Rent?
Rent?
Well....
(But seriously, I was going to bring up Avenue Q and Urinetown.)
There are also seven different musicals that have won Pulitzers for Drama.
