12-02-2012, 04:11 AM
I never thought of myself as someone who wrote. I lived in a crappy roommate situation. I have a poem about it, but in short, there were a number of addicts (heroin, crystal), a crazy dominatrix, a guy who lived in the garage knocking up multiple women, Mormons, pageant queens, a whole mix of crazy people. One of the roommates was a writer. He showed me some poetry he'd written, and turned me on to a lot of poetry. Something clicked. I read, and, read poetry that was nothing I'd been exposed to in school. I started writing, mostly badly, but enjoyed it and kept at it. I also have recently started writing fiction.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson
