It's interesting to find that most great creative minds suffered from some type of mental or social disability or disfunction. I have heard it said before, but chapter 6 really brought the idea home. Personally, I choose not to call it psychotic; I would prefer to call it sensitive. I think that most artists are very sensitive to the persuasions of society and the emotions of the individual. Artists are oppressed by themselves. They fall victim to the fierce intensity of their own emotions. I beleive they are forced, in a sense, to succumb to their feelings where another individual may be able to put the emotion out of mind or turn their cheek to it. Artists bring all of that emotion out into the world in varied forms. They cannot turn away; they must face the emotion mano y mano. "Creativity seems to be more a way of life, a way of balancing the inner and outer worlds, than a particular personality type." (Hughes, 80)
I found myself relating to a great deal of the text. It's very strange and very personal, so don't judge. I find that I write best when I am distressed somehow. When I am angry or upset, I can write things that I would not rate myself capable of writing. More and more I find that I have trouble writing (creatively, anyway) unless I'm discontented. If I were to take out my tablet and pen right this instant, with nothing on my mind except classwork, I would drag out maybe 4 or 5 lines. On the other hand, if I were to see a horrific car accident on the way home, I would have no problem pumping out an entire page worth of poetry. It sounds almost deranged, but that is how it is. Honestly, I have had trouble writing for the past few months or so, and the more I think about it, the more I realize it's because everything in my outside life is running so smoothly.
Creative= Looney?
I prefer sensitivity, but looney just may work.
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