All of the above.
it just blurps out sometimes, I rarely edit. It's a far mor direct link to my subconcious than I usually have... sometimes I don't like what comes out but it's all me. I think.
I haven't even written much lately... job, stuff... I'm probably overdue for an explosion of bad angsty poems. You have been warned
I also tend to bottle things up... I also haven't shown ANYONE IRL what I write, with a few small exceptions, and those were just funny ones that didn't really mean anything.
Well, recently. It's been a long time since my year 10 writers workshop class. That was cool.
What I hate is sitting there with a page before me, a pen in my hand, and a soul full of STUFF and nothing comes out. That is depressing. And I'm afraid that if I tried to write something now, that's what would happen.
Oh well, I have a bit of a backlog from the last year or so.
(PS - god that sounded pretentious! Sorry!)