Acute writer’s block since manic episode. Any suggestions from you lovely creatives would be welcome

I think that the creativity is still there, but mania lets you become more unhinged in how you come up with ideas and they flow faster. Your confidence and writing style demonstrated in your work shows because you aren't doubting yourself while writing in a manic state. Every idea is a self perceived good idea when manic. You're focusing that grandiosity and channeling it into your work because your ability to doubt yourself is impaired.

When I write while manic, the ideas flow yet come out disorganized on paper. Grandiosity creates ideas that can be fine tuned while in a stable mindset

But if depression makes you not enjoy writing, then maybe try writing short stories or something so you're able to come up with new ideas without the long term commitment of a bigger project. But try to remember that you have one brain and the manic version of yourself is still you, just with a different train of thought while working.

It does get better eventually. I’m a poet— had a manic/psychotic episode in November and am slowly trying to get back into this practice that I love so dearly. I often wonder if my meds alter my creative faculties, but my doc has tried to remind me that the creativity is still there, just need to practice accessing it (safely). It’s the worst when you can’t write. Do you journal? I find that the mundane and easy but obligatory writing each day just gets the words moving a bit better. Good luck to you

Congrats on a little bit everyday, that’s a little bit, everyday, more than I was capable of for months after my October ecstasis. It’s maddening because writing can be a way out of despondency, but only once one can muster the modicum of energy and attention even commencing it requires— also shitty maybe the way the meds that pull us out of depression depress the dynamism of our creative faculties. Maybe try really getting into the present by writing about the feelings of being estranged from your former fluency, what that diminution feels like and how it connects to existential insecurities. I really don’t have much or good advice, but felt compelled to speak up for having recognized so much of my own struggle in your well-structured, articulate post ;). Hope a little bit, everyday, augments and deepens dimensionally, till it feels like just the right amount, heading in just the right direction.