Here we are, a week and a half before Christmas, and it is awfully cold outside. I am not a winter person. I don’t ski, sled, skate, or ice fish. To be honest winter reminds me of death; dark and dismal. I wake up in the morning, it’s dark. By late afternoon, it’s dark. My favorite time of year is Spring, especially when the sky gradually lightens at four/four-thirty. That’s when I love to awaken, to grab a cup of either coffee or tea, and go into my writing room. I close the door carefully behind me and power up the laptop,.peruse my email and Facebook page before getting down to writing.
Sometimes I become distracted by social media and wind up sitting there for over an hour reading posts. Sometimes longer. I chide myself for allowing the distraction. I need to get back to my writing and revise a bunch of short stories, and quite a few flash fiction pieces. Then I have poetry, some written over thirty years ago, and I debate whether I should pursue submitting them as well. And so many books on the craft of writing. Which one do I begin with? Which one would be most advantageous in helping me improve my craft?
Life gives us much to write about. Each new day is an adventure. That’s what I adore about putting words to paper, or computer. What do you enjoy writing about? Where do you obtain your best ideas? I’ll be doing a lot of writing in the next few weeks. Happy holidays to you all. Until next time.