Have you ever written so fast that when you look back at what you wrote, you can barely read it, or not read it at all? I have.
When I write poetry it just comes out of me in a stream. I grab whatever I can to write on and let it flow. Sometimes it’s legible, sometimes it’s not. There have been times when I really had to work to figure out what I’d written. It’s a total mess. There have been a few times where I just couldn’t read it, I would almost think it wasn’t even in English the way it looked.
It can also make it difficult because I don’t always write on paper. It depends on where I am when something hits me. Sometimes I write on paper, or napkins, shower walls, mirrors, even the floor. I use what I can reach. I’ve written with pens, pencils, grease pencils, eyeliner and even lipstick.
Have you ever been inspired and had trouble reading what you wrote because it came out so fast?a