The things we wrote while <high, under the influence, hallucinating>

I'm out with a friend tomorrow night so there will probably be a whole lotta people getting drunken texts along the lines of, "I luv u ur my bezzy mate really rilly luv ya MWAH xxxxx"

Does that count?

What?! Well... I never! And that's the truth, too. I didn't smoke it, didn't inhale it, and I *never* had sex with *that* woman.

I never write under the influence of anything...I'm too busy doing something stupid or embarassing. However, I do have a history of writing while depressed...nothing is worse than that! It's horrible, horrible, depressing as hell, writing. No one wants me to share that...

maestrowork said:

There's got to be something you can post here...

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no way.

While the moonlight sheds itself on the tattered piece of linen
Sorrow fills the world
With something that looks like Jell-O


...Yeeeaaaaahh.....

I wrote while high, once. Then the munchies came. So I ate it.

Number Nine, Number Nine, Number Nine, Number Nine, Number Nine...

Oh, something I wrote while high? Hmmm...

Will 'psychotic' work? I wrote a lot of things while psychotic.

The only question I have here is, does anyone really want to read something a crazy man wrote?

I wrote a novella once when I was psychotic. I don't think it's quite short enough to be posted here, though...

I write truly bad poetry while under the influence (of red wine). Maudlin crap that should be drowned in a bucket of its own vomit.

i give you emo!nakhlasmoke:

you smoke with a casual calculated grace
breathe circles out - when you should be breathing in
straight lines
sharp as fences
you think I'm small and I think you're smaller still
and yet
when I see you smile that
sharp smile crooked in sarcasm
masquarading as something deeper
pretending to be a sneer
when I know you are only trying
to hide those things you refuse
You will not feel my fingertips
my stroke along your lips chin across the curve of your breast
your wrinkled nipple
you refuse
and in your refusal I know the taste of things that could have been


And no, i have no memory of writing it.

I don't write while under the influence. (And that's alcohol, never tried anything else.) I talk. And talk. And talk. So, mostly I plot while under the influence.

The only time I tried to write under any influence, it came out like:

sdfiu fuo, fI
Badua, dsofu sodi enaf ifosduf !!!

I woke up with a hangover once, turned on my computer to do some work.

The screensaver had magically turned into:

Did you know that "if" is the middle word in "Life"

I'll never drink Absinthe again.

Read my previous 5,000(+) posts, and try to tell me that is the work of someone sober.

Bmwhtly said:

I'll never drink Absinthe again.

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You've said that every single morning for the past 31.5 years.......

Mmmm, Absinthe. It's not just for breakfast anymore

Jaycinth said:

Read my previous 5,000(+) posts, and try to tell me that is the work of someone sober.

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I knew your daughter had to be getting the steady stash from somewhere.... *flees*

I found nothing.

Jaycinth said:

You've said that every single morning for the past 31.5 years.......

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You mean my mother was drinking absinthe when she was pregnant?
That figures.

Hey, this has given me an idea. How about an anthology of stories, poetry and everything that doesn't fit anything else, all written while the author was out of it. We can call it 'Under the Influence'.

Because, unless there's the possibility of money to lure me, no-one's ever going to see my God-awful drunken poetry.

beezle said:

Hey, this has given me an idea. How about an anthology of stories, poetry and everything that doesn't fit anything else, all written while the author was out of it. We can call it 'Under the Influence'.

Because, unless there's the possibility of money to lure me, no-one's ever going to see my God-awful drunken poetry.

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Do you realize what you just said out loud in a room full of psychopaths with writing skills?

I have a journal filled with this stuff. It ain't pretty! I also have a scary looking painting done in black-light finger paints. ~laughing~ The idea behind it was the struggle between God and the devil or more specifically, good and evil. Creeps me out to this day.

beezle said:

Hey, this has given me an idea. How about an anthology of stories, poetry and everything that doesn't fit anything else, all written while the author was out of it. We can call it 'Under the Influence'.

Because, unless there's the possibility of money to lure me, no-one's ever going to see my God-awful drunken poetry.

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Chicken Soup for the Drunken Soul

Jaycinth said:

Do you realize what you just said out loud in a room full of psychopaths with writing skills?

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But I thought it was a good idea. Oh. wait a minute while I do the math.

Okay--even though this is going to be truly embarrassing, I'm going to go ahead and post this. I wrote this hideous song (??) in my (very much) younger years, when I'd had too much to drink, and I still thought I had a shot at being a rock star:

You and your bedroom eyes
You really studied up on the old standard lines
But when it came down to do or die,
your words had you beat by a mile.

You weren't as amazing as you said you'd be--
I can't really say I'm surprized.
You said you'd be the one to sweep me off my feet,
but you weren't, so go home now, I'm trying to sleep.

There was more, but thankfully I can't remember it...

Barf-o-rama!