Already being a person whose brain moves faster than the rest of her, I nearly always have something to occupy my hands. I have to be watching or reading or writing or doing something, and I all else fails I talk to myself, working out dialogue as I brush my hair or put on makeup or even walk to lunch.
But when I’m sick, as I am now and have been for the past few days, I go nuts. I can’t do anything properly, and so my brain gets very upset and I’m fairly cranky as a result. Now that my computer is on it’s last legs, what is there to do?
When I get in this state, even talking to myself gets painful after a while, so I write with pen and paper. This is where I get into that trap of starting new projects even without having finished anything in ages.
I got a concept the other day for an interesting story and I can’t decide if it’s going to be a screenplay or a novel. And I made a playlist for it. It’s a good playlist, too, for a writer, chill with a few infusions of oomph. Lots of Ron Pope. He’s lovely.
But I get ridiculously philosophical when I’m sick, which is probably hell for the people around me, but is fantastic for my writing. I’m already a sickeningly philosophical person, so when you give me unlimited time to do nothing but think and write it down…well, I can moralize almost anything. If you read my post on blasphemy, this might not surprise you.
I suppose that what I’m trying to say in this post as I decide on how to best alleviate the pressure in my head is that while it’s miserable, and while it’s definitely not something to wish upon anyone, illness can have its advantages. Time to write without interruption? Well, other than coughing or vomiting or whatever? That’s a huge boon. Also, I’m a firm believer, as my friends can attest to, that misery breeds some of the best writing. What is more lingeringly miserable than the flu or a head cold?
Nothing, that’s what. Except maybe cancer.
Sorry, this is coming from the position of someone who feels like the bridge of their nose is about to pop from pressure, so I’m a bit biased.