Marbles by Ellen Forney
Sunday, April 14th, 2013 07:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jesse_the_ktl;dr. Go read this book right now.
In more detail: You admired her drawings in Sherman Alexie’s Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian. You may have seen her sex-positive and cheeky illos, articles and comics in The Stranger. You could also check her website for more comics and books.)
Marbles explores the fourteen years as Forney comes to terms with her bipolar type I disorder. Many of the roads are familiar to me, but we all travel in our own way. As it happens, I’m in a damnit when are these meds working some magic already? stage, and I appreciate her reminder that, unmedicated, BP has a terrible high death rate.
She ponders that old chestnut: will treating my BP destroy my creativity? and definitely answers “no” in 256 lively and exquisite pages.
Here she contemplates the question directly:
A black forearm reaches down the page, its fingers splayed, crooked, like a turkey's talons. On the forearm it reads: "Is bipolar disorder a curse? A source of misery & pain? A dangerous, often life-threatening disease?"
A white forearm reaches up the page, its thumb and index touching in the OK sign. On the forearm it reads: "Or an inextricable, even essential part of many creative personalities? A source of inspiration and profound artistic work?
In more detail: You admired her drawings in Sherman Alexie’s Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian. You may have seen her sex-positive and cheeky illos, articles and comics in The Stranger. You could also check her website for more comics and books.)
Marbles explores the fourteen years as Forney comes to terms with her bipolar type I disorder. Many of the roads are familiar to me, but we all travel in our own way. As it happens, I’m in a damnit when are these meds working some magic already? stage, and I appreciate her reminder that, unmedicated, BP has a terrible high death rate.
She ponders that old chestnut: will treating my BP destroy my creativity? and definitely answers “no” in 256 lively and exquisite pages.
Here she contemplates the question directly:
A black forearm reaches down the page, its fingers splayed, crooked, like a turkey's talons. On the forearm it reads: "Is bipolar disorder a curse? A source of misery & pain? A dangerous, often life-threatening disease?"
A white forearm reaches up the page, its thumb and index touching in the OK sign. On the forearm it reads: "Or an inextricable, even essential part of many creative personalities? A source of inspiration and profound artistic work?
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