Despair makes for an interesting muse. I write a wide variety of things. Poetry, short stories, fiction and non fiction. I find that my sad or darker stuff is usually better than something that is more light-hearted. I also find that I seek out the keyboard more readily if I am in a darker place than if I’m happy, as a way to express myself.
I have a theory about why this is the case.
In most instances, I cannot verbally take out my frustrations or get physical (kick some ass!) on the offensive oaf that has put me in such a foul mood.
I cannot throw myself off the roof tops or step in front of a bus to express my frustration. This, I’m sure, would be counter-productive. 🙂
I cannot bury myself under the covers and hide from the world. Although, I have resorted to this briefly in the past.
I am not one to seek revenge. You crap on me, I simply shut you out of my life and carry on. At least that is the way that it looks, for all outward appearances.
So, I take to the keyboard and bleed onto the page. Figuratively, of course. This is my release. The key board is where I can express in written form, that which cannot be voiced aloud.
The picture? No reason. I’m a Pisces, so I’ve always had a love for King Neptune. I just thought it was cool. 🙂
What pushes you to the keyboard?
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