Day Two: Wild Writing

So for my first big post, I want to talk about writing. It is my passion, as many of my friends and family know. Since I was a child, I have been writing poetry and books. I originally started the book writing as to a response of the lack of fantasy writing for children when I was young. Then, it became second nature. Writing poetry came later, but it has quickly evolved into my passion. I writes a poem almost daily, and I would share then here if it wouldn't prevent me from sending them off for publication but there are a lot if weird rules. I write in all types of genres but I tend toward the Romantic (with a capital R), the natural, and of course, fantastical. 

So the question for me is, what makes me write? The true reason that underlies even the original prompt of needing something to read. I am still in the process of discovering the answer to this question, but I am onto something. It is about creation, of holding something in your hands that would not have existed without you. Even when I am stuck, my soul screams for it, and I quickly switch to knitting or drawing for release. It is also about expression, of the self and how one sees the world. I want to show others what I do and why and how and what I see... It can be overwhelming to say the least, but I wouldn't change it for the world.

In fact, when I was diagnosed with bipolar and generalized anxiety with OCD, I was terrified of doing anything about it. My worst fear was that I needed to be the stereotypical tortured artist in order to write and more. I was scared because I had never seen myself as being sick and I was scared of being pigeonholed as a diagnosis. There is a story as to why I took treatment and whatever, but I will save that for if anyone cares to hear it. As for this post, I took the risk and still write. Sometimes it is hard, but I am figuring it out.

I have prompts daily for a 5 year journal. I have prompts from Pinterest and books like this one.

I write every day, even if it is only one word. My soul screams poetic, and I dare not silence it.