I could not play, could not compose, could not think fast enough; my mind outpaced my fingers, and the errors and wrong notes that ensued caused me as much laughter as tears. More, I wanted more, I needed more. If Lucifer’s sin was pride, then mine was covetousness. More and more and more. It wasn’t enough. It would never be enough.
I have bipolar disorder, and I subconsciously gave it to Liesl in the writing of this book, even though I didn't recognize it at the time. During the writing of Shadowsong, I decided to lean into Liesl's "madness," to unpack why it seems to creativity and mania are connected, if it's healthy, and the damage it does to the people we love.
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