It's gray and grim outside, and I'm starting to accept that summer will truly soon be over.
But there is one bright side - I find these gloomy days particularly inspiring when it comes to writing. Somehow, when the sun is shining and the garden is calling and the pool is open ... it seems my motivation falls to the wayside.
Now I know there are some writers - well, I don't know them, but I've heard of them -who are bountiful, bottomless fonts of energy who never run out of ideas or lose their focus. Their ideas flow effortlessly from their fingertips to the page, no matter what's happening in the real world.
Unfortunately, that's not me. I must be far more easily distracted. The cooler, darker weather calms me, helps me focus somehow.
So today, as I ran out to do errands and saw the dark clouds piling up in the distance, I had to smile.
Bring it on. I could feel a few good ideas percolating already.