Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Working My Writing Muscles

I've been in a bit of a writing rut. I can't tell if it's because I'm actually getting out of the house more, therefore I no longer have endless hours to sit and vent to the internets, or perhaps all that used to seem nonsensical is now just normal everyday life. (In which case these next eight and half months can't go by fast enough, if I am too leave this country with any shred of my former self.)

A writer whom I admire wrote that the best way to get back into the swing of writing is to write; "the ability to write is a muscle, and it's got to be worked daily."

Unfortunately, I've never been good at working any muscles daily... which my dusty P90X videos and my flabby thighs can attest too.

But in the spirit of getting back into what I truly love to do, I'm giving it a shot.

All I ask is that you bare with me... the following posts may be the equivalent of those miserable first few days when you commit to a new work out.

You know the ones... where you can only finish about half of the sets on the video, and you're huffing and puffing so loudly you can't even hear what you're supposed to do next. Then you lay on the floor afterwards in a puddle of your own sweat consumed with feelings of both victory and defeat, knowing that you will be so sore tomorrow you won't even be able to tie your own shoes.

(No? Only me? Great...)

Usually, I start off my very first workout on a lighter note... you know... first day back... I don't want to get too crazy... I could get hurt.

(I find it beneficial to start making excuses for myself on the first day...)

So after huffing and puffing through this entry, and in keeping with tradition, I'll end my first post back here... keeping it short and sweet.

I would hate to overexert myself... otherwise I would be useless for the rest of the week.