another article on depression and its causal relationship to art.
After several months of feeling depressed, she changed her mind and restarted the antidepressant. It sounds heretical coming from a psychiatrist, but a little depression probably was good for her art, even if the personal cost was too high. In the end, she opted for happiness.
As for me, depression produces better observations, smart "impromptu" sentences in my journal, but also deep anxiety that I have no memories, nothing to write about. And if I do sit myself in front of my computer and force myself to write, my sentences are plodding and dull (see yesterday's entries).
Posted by nchicha at June 10, 2002 10:16 PM