Discovering the Relevance of Words
Not everything I write is sad. I don’t think so at least. Well, maybe? I’ve reached a bit of dead zone lately: I’m happy, and I don’t know how to transfer that to the page. Boy, that sounds terrible. It’s true though. A lot of my writing is driven by bad relationships, or massive amounts of stress, or moments of depression, or anger, or whatever else pushes my pen toward the paper, or fingers to the keyboard. But, I’m happy right now. I’m in a good relationship, work is no more stressful than it should be, I’m reading a lot, playing a good deal of music, and just generally feeling good about the world – well, maybe not the world, but my personal world. It’s causing problems.
Does being happy hinder your writing?