While normal people find inspiration in showers, I find it somewhere else. I’ve been lacking creativity lately, particularly for music and poetry. I’m convinced Benefibre is to blame because when getting everything out in a single dump takes away your time on the crapper, it becomes the root of all evil!
Isn’t it funny how passions come to life?
I didn’t start until several years ago when I was inspired to write my first poem, ‘Elevator Girl’. Though familiar, I could never forget the way she said those words as I parked my giant mechanical ass.
“Your driving is perfect.”
SHE THINKS I’M PERFECT!!! WHAT DO I DO?! WHAT DO I DO?!Me: “Yup!”
That was all I could say, “Yup!”
YUP!!!
She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I always thought poetry was stupid, but I had to write for her because apparently, girls make Ricky do crazy things!
As the elevator door opened
I glanced at a bit of heaven
With skin as pure as milk
And a voice that blew my mind
Looking at the floor and speechless
As my breath was taken away
Blown away by her beauty
I had nothing more to say
Goodbye to the girl
The elevator girl
As my mind wanders in darkness, I wonder if there’s someone out there, waiting for me. I wonder if I’d want to exist without sorrow. Does it hinder from accomplishment and redemption? How do we redeem ourselves if we never face our darkest hours? Can we redeem ourselves from redemption?
Romance fascinates me, for love only exists without limitations. With redemption, we become better through experiences. However, love is a constant journey of discovery. The more we open ourselves, the more we understand life is worth living because of it.
I continue to write romance. I associate it with sorrow because heart cries are beautiful, and the thought of my last breath in a final kiss is nothing short of bittersweet.
Reader, where do you usually find your blogging inspiration? What kind of mindset do you have when you write? When did you first start writing?
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a b c d e f g... and repeat! :P
ABCDEFG? What about HIJK LMNOP QRS TUV WXY and Z? They feel left out. *tear*
Don't worry about girls making you do crazy things, guys make me do crazy/stupid things too.
Blogging inspiration, hmm...well, I usually type when I'm in a certain
mood. I don't know how to describe it, it's just a writing mood. Many of my blogs are rather bland and boring, so I guess I'm not that inspired (or I'm just not good at writing). :P Perhaps I just don't see the potential in myself, so I write like I have none.
I don't think there's ever a time that I'm writing in which I'm not depressed or sorrowful. I dwell on the things that have happened in my life that have made me a depressed person, and writing helps me turn emotions into something eloquent that people can understand more easily. Actually, I guess I don't even write in order for people to "understand me", because I know nobody looks at my xanga or notebooks. When I'm feeling a mixture of depression and creativity (a feeling of creativity is essential), I can channel that through the mixed up jumbles of words in my head and make something that's more interesting to read than my mind...probably. Sorry if this made no sense. I'm just rambling.
Joy and sorrow - both poles inspire me to write. I actually tend to get depressed after writing because I pour my heart into it. The one exception being poetry but I usually only write that to vent.
I started writing when I was ten because I had an assignment to write a narrative and my mother read it and said I was talented. Which is really to say that I started writing because someone believed in me.
We've all had our elevator girls, my friend - enjoy youth's love of love!
I'm inspired by puppies, by flowers, and birds,
by living creatures, and all that's absurd.I'm inspired by truth, and love and sorrow,the gifts of today and dreams of tomorrow.I write when i want, or i dance or i sing.Paintings devine, like a bird on a wing.Sometimes in anger, i write in a flurrythen i tear it up and forget in a hurry. My mindset is drawn from emotionall caused by the specific days potion.From a young age i loved to createwhat started it is up for debate.For you I have one thing to say,sorrow is sweet, but LOVE is the way!Be happy in what you do my friend. Be happy in what you do and the girls will flock to you. When are filled with desire, it fills you with sorrow. And sorrow is not attractive.
As for your crazy dream. I'd say you have a negative self image, you embrace the bizzarre because you feel like you are bizzarre yourself. As for the homosexual assaults it could be a couple things, but namely worrying about being physically weak. Oh and constipation, if you get inspiration on the toilet you are obviously sitting there for to long, try drinking prune juice, eating less fatty foods and more soft fruits and leafy greens. And yes I have crazy dreams. A couple nights ago I sat under a bannana vine (yeah they don't exist) in a supermarket parking lot eating bannanas and watching two people dance naked floating a foot of the ground, now interpret that? But I have psychic dreams sometimes so might have to do with someone elses problems. *shrug* Hope that helped :D
hmmm looks like i forgot how xanga line spacing worked....
I used to the greatest prose and such when I am upset. Now, it's both happy and sad. (:
That was adorable.
Made my night. :)
Being depressed seems to be the only way to get work done. I don't see how I can produce anything worthwhile when I feel like jumping off a bridge.
Thank god for Prozac though.
Because of the title of this post I was a bit fearful to click on it, thinking it may just leave me in tears, but I decided to read and I'm glad I did (and also glad that there were no tears). Oh, and terrific ABC's by the way, that was absolutely adorable.
I don't really write, I have a blog, but I don't do what people would call writing in it. I used to have a different blog that I almost always wrote in when I was feeling down. I decided that I didn't want depression to be my inspiration for blogging because instead of picking myself up and learning something at the end of the blog I would just dwell on the bad. I figured it only made me more depressed, so I am trying a new thing where I just write happy stuff and I'm using everyday things that make me hopeful as my inspiration. But I don't write poetry or awesome works of literature or anything so maybe I really don't have much inspiration at all? Or I just can't translate that inspiration to paper (or the computer). I'm pretty sure love is always the inspiration, in one way or another, for anyone and everyone. Everything revolves around love.
On the toilet, duh!
No, not really, but I get inspired by anything, really.I have always written about dreams and things. But my true emotions and inspirations come from being a Military Wife. My feelings come from my gut, my anger, my sadness and happiness. I tend to write best when Iam sad though, I tend to cry horribly and my paper get all soaked lol. especially at night when everything is quiet I get lonesome when my hubby is not here, so I write about it and I feel better. I cried this morning when I woke up and checked my email and my blog about being an Army Wife was featured on here, I know it sound silly but it was tears of happiness and excitement. I got comments from other military wives that feel the same way Its comforting to know Iam not alone. This is a good post Ricky, thanks for sharing :)
sometimes i wonder how people are able to stay in a depression bubble... i can only dwell on negative thoughts for so long. even having a rare syndrome doesn't stop me from being happy :)
my blogging/writing inspiration comes from everywhere, from big historic moments to little nothings that people say to me. my mindset? it really depends. i sometimes write when i'm ridiculously happy, or when i'm mad at the world, or just when i'm bored and looking for something to do. i've been writing for forever ... in elementary school i used to try and write books, but would never have the patience to finish them, haha.
but yeah, i'm one of those that get inspired in the shower. or just the bathroom, really. brushing my teeth has given me some ideas as well. :P
I've been writing since I was 7. I wrote a 350 page book at that age. I still have it. I wanted to be a famous writer at that age.
Funnily enough, I get my best epiphanies on the toilet, too. I think it's because the bathroom is so blank, so I have to fill the white spaces in with my thoughts. (I hate the colour white) And because nobody bothers you when you're grunting and making odd noises on the Throne. My dad ALWAYS bothers me while I shower, talking to me through the bathroom door.
Another time I get really great ideas--much to the dismay of my fiancee-- is right after sex. Though I haven't seen him in about six months... but it's always inevitable. After a really wonderful love-making session, I often break out one of those yellow legal pads and start scribbling all these nonsensical phrases and ideas, only to have them evolve into decent inspiration later. I think it's because I'm happy and relaxed.
When I feel sorrow or sadness, I used to be able to write, but now that I'm not an angsty 16 year old, I just get unmotivated and hate even leaving the bed.
Also, history, music and paintings. When I'm in a humanities class, I write much more. I fear my brain has been turning into pudding lately due to lack of stimulation.
Do you ever feel that way?
Thank you for the add, by the way.
My comment was getting too massive and my mind was wondering... So I decided to post a reply on my own site, it won't be up yet but soon!
Thanks for the add btw! It's always fun to read your stuff
My blogging inspiration are come from my life or video games.
who are you?? 邊個
WRITE WHENEVER SOMETHING COMES UP MY MIND, THIS IS NO JOB OR COMPETITION.
Awww you were speaking in Cantonese too!
my blogging inspirations come from the moments before I fall asleep in bed.
I can be inspired by almost anything. Sometimes I feel like things just pop into my head at anytime of the day especially at night when I'm trying to go to sleep. I've been writing ever since I learned how to write. Now I'm sad though because I don't have any of those stories.
dude, dont you hate it when the only thing you can muster up in a short wondow of seconds is yep???!!! well i sure do.....i definetly understand what you mean about inspiration from depression though. It happens to me all of the time. and the source? women.....damn you she devils so perfectly constructed in the lords image with a design to torture men....i <3 u.... :\
My best writing comes from my emotions. Either feeling love deeply, gratitude, sorrow or anger. Without those feelings to filter through when they are at their most intense--then writing would not be pleasurable and probably not worth reading.
I like the poem btw...YUP I do.
seems to me that people with crazy skills in artistic abilities tend to have deep and powerful emotions. (Back in high school i noticed that the ones who drew the best tended to be pretty messed up) and this is a kinda random piece of info that i heard from one of my professors but somewhat related to your post -> some brilliant musicians were pretty much bipolar in that they would vary between being extremely angry and feeling depression to the point of wanting to commit suicide so they took some medicine to stop their emotions from varying. However, when they took the medicine and their emotions were stabilized, they found that they were unable to compose music like they did before. Immediately, they went off the meds, and their ability came back.
Wow, awesome blog. It's totally along the lines of how I'm feeling this week. I usually only write or blog when I'm in a not so happy mood. I won't say I'm depressed, just not happy. It's like when I'm happy I don't feel I have the time to write I'm too busy off being happy. My best poems come from heartache. Having not really ever been in love I'm wondering if heartache is what I would rather feel? Eh, who knows until my time comes... Anyhoo, loved this blog. And may I add that sometimes when I write it makes me depressed. Maybe it just goes hand and hand in a way.
Oh, and I've totally choked and responded with only a yup one too many times.