Sometimes I hate being such a ****ing downer.

^yeah but if you were happy go lucky your writing would suck, and you wouldn't be in this thread and all these women wouldn't be waiting to see your bicep pic../..lmao

Being Poe-etic has its advantages, do you know why Poe wrote the Raven, he loved Lenore, more than anything in life, many women through themselves at him but he refused to ever love again hence NEVERMORE, the raven is actually one of the best love poems ever written, but it was so dark few people see it as a love poem, love in of itself is dark, genuine love that is, few ever really experience it to the 9nth degree

I agree Huck. I hate being miserable, because it really hurts, but I get my best poems out of it. It'd be good if we could turn the misery on and off and then write and then back to real life, but it doesn't seem to work that way.

well actually it should be a source of healing through relating to others, I have to tell you my writing defines me, but has also helped me survive through many a hardship.....I wrote more as a child no doubt, and it was actually what helped me maintain my sanity, what little there was left.....

I write more now. I wrote stories as a child, but I took a creative writing course in college and found that I was good at poetry. So I write poems now. Not sure if they help me in relating to others, because that's something I tend to suck at, but they do help me get through stuff for the most part.

I wrote frequently and read constantly as a child. For me it was an escape from a home life that wasn't exactly homey or comforting.

exactly, and lord knows it has helped many a child in an alcoholic environment......sometimes the character in a book could take us far far away

I used to actually get yelled at by my mother who would tell me to get my head out of a book. She hated to see me reading so much.

it actually was a problem when I went too school, half of the stuff the were teaching I read about a few years earlier, so school held only one interest for me, to get away from the house.....

I hear you. I had read all the books in the children section of the library in grade school. I had to get permission to move up to the section of the library that was considered the "adult" section and permission from my parents to check books out from there.

Once my step grandmother saw me reading and told me I was wasting my time. She told me I needed to be focusing on how to get a husband, and how to keep him happy. I found that amusing; even back then I knew I'd never have a husband, so I was definitely not wasting my time. I also considered her a hypocrite, she didn't know how to make her own husband happy, so she was a fine one to give advice.

I'll bet you had many husbands while reading Harlequinn...lmao

I know. When I was going to college, my grandmother's third husband Harvey (we called him Tricky Dicky) told me I was wasting my time going to college. I asked him what did he want me to do-sell novelty toys like him the rest of my life. I wasn't called Sassy Sis for no reason.

Actually I hate romance novels, always have. I read horror stories, true crime, thrillers, maybe some science fiction. I think romance novels are part of the reason so many women are disillusioned about love.

I cannot survive without books. I need books more than I need food!

More than food? More than chips? I'm forcing myself not to eat all of my chips at once, they're so delicious.

I just finished eating Cheetos puffs...finger licking good. Of course I tell myself I deserve it since I took a long walk and shovelled the drive and walks.

Had some great lines for poems as I was walking but, had nothing to write them down and now I've forgotten.

You need to buy a voice recorder. I bought one cuz' I have my best thoughts while walking...and I can't walk and write at the same time...

Thanks, it's a good idea. I can have entire verses and never remember them.

Actually I hate romance novels, always have. I read horror stories, true crime, thrillers, maybe some science fiction. I think romance novels are part of the reason so many women are disillusioned about love.

^yes the fairy tale white picket fence and fabio...lmao

interesting, ok so you were spared the moments spent in spousal abuse, why not adopt a maintenance man who is house broken...lmao

"...it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."

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