Creatively Speaking

So I'm wound up pretty tight these days, which isn't good for my emotional health, but has always been good for me creatively speaking. I mean, during my period between high schools, my mental state wasn't pretty, but I got some great writing out of it. That's always been the case.

I've noticed that these last few weeks, all I've been doing is writing, becasue it helps. It's the only thing that keeps me sane. It keeps me from snapping and gives me a release for all the stuff going on in my head.

It's always been like that. Except after the accident, I was too wound even to write. It just wouldn't come out, but that barrier's been broken and now it's pours out of me again, which is always good.

Most of it's weird stuff, but not bad. Here's a look at one of my new pieces. It's from the show "Instant Star", I know I'm writing about a Canadien drama, but whatever. The show called to me. Even if the paiing I like is totalyl wrong and illegal adn thus probably not goign to happen. Still, I've never been able to dictate my muse, so...

This is from a piece called "Wrong":

//She has an old soul and a talented one. Her music, her being, it called to him. As he told Darius, she was nothing but mature when it came to her music and that maturity spread to the rest of her.
That was probably why he broke all his own rules.
One afternoon, as they were working on their music, it just happened, they kissed and the rest happened from there.
Part of him feels guilty, because he's helping her grow up too fast. It would happen anyway, it's inevitable in this world, but he's supposed to be protecting her, instead he's adding to her corruption.
Not that she sees it that ways. All she sees is that she wants him and that she got him. To her it's that simple.
She's starting to get that rock star arrogance, but on her it's charming. Of course, he thinks everything about her is charming. He's so far under her spell it's not funny.
Sometimes, after they're done in the studio she takes off with her friend or her sister. Other times, he offers to take her home later, making an excuse about the two of them needing to work on lyrics.
Since the beginning, that afternoon on the pier, they've done their best work outside of the studio, so no one questions it.
On those occasions, they do work on lyrics, but usually when they do, they're laying in his bed, their limbs tangled together.
They still work incredibly well together and some of their best stuff comes after they've made love. It comes from a raw place deep inside them.
He remembers when they first met, telling her that writing a song was like falling in love. It has to come from that place.
Perhaps, it was inevitable that somewhere along the line they fell in love too, partners in more than one sense. //

It kind of shows where my head is right now, huh?