Living to Write

I don't know about you guys, but this new layout is making my head hurt. I would have posted sooner, I was just so mad at Blogger for changing the layout. But you guys know I can't stay away from you all for too long.

Now I have to think of a post. I'm still researching books on tape. Anybody have any more info on them?

My posting has been a little less frequent because as most of you all know I got a job. A real job, that is actually making use of the degree I spent five and a half years of my life working towards. So far it's been great. It hasn't even been three weeks yet, but I'm just so happy to be up and out. Being unemployed is fun for the first month, after that it's awful. The best part about it was being able to spend my days writing, blogging and tweeting and while I miss it dearly, probably too much, I'm happy to be back to work.

Sitting home day after day in front of my computer, forcing myself to open a Word document and write was probably the worst thing for me. The ideas weren't flowing. At all! It came to a point where the idea of writing and even reading made me wrinkle my nose and walk in the other direction. Since I've been back to work, my notebook that is always in my bag, is halfway filled with ideas, quotes and character descriptions. My reading slump is officially over. I have read 23 (about to be 24) books between March and April. And my desire to keep reading is only growing with each book I finish.

I realized you can't force yourself to write because that's when it loses its appeal. Writing is my escape from the every day, as well as a way to translate my experiences and other people's experiences. In order to write you need to live, or at least for me that is how it works. My best writing days always come after a hectic week. I have so many new ideas fighting it out in my head, begging me to write them down first. It's the best part of my week.

Sorry to cut it short, but I have to get ready for work tomorrow and pack clothes for my softball game, another double header. We won our first game 28 or 32 to 0! Once it hit 20 to 0 it didn't really matter anymore. Hopefully it wasn't just beginners luck. I'll post about my first softball practice and how the girl who talked me into joining wound up with the balls stitches in her forehead and a black eye, another day :)

So in the comments I want to know, when do you do your best writing. Are you like me and need to go out and experience life in order for the ideas to really flow? Or can you force yourself to sit in front of your computer and just write?