But being on the cusp of a new season, its very chilly today and when I begin to crave sweaters and hot cinnamon flavored coffees, I know that a change has taken place. I thought I would post something about seasons.
If your reading this post and have read this blog for any time you know how much I am Enthralled by the changing seasons. There beautiful in a variety of ways, different and inspire a person freshly.
Its september, Someone please I implore you to tell me how that happened.
At first when I think about summer being over, I get all watery eyed, and sad. But somehow or another time has moved and were on the brink of a new start, again. The weather is suddenly chilly, and I'm getting the strongest urges to ramble about wooded paths just to soak in all the beauty of what is going and what is to come. Were at the twilight of the seasons, not quite done with summer, but not quite crossed over into autumn. A beautiful time.
I was asked this question recently (in a set of tag questions) I just had to re post it along with my answers here. It seemed appropriate for heading into a new season, also I just love the general mix of seasons and literature all aspects of it from the absorbing of it to the creating of it. I really love this question.
Which of the seasons, spring, summer, autumn, or winter, appeals to you most in a literary sense and inspires you to write?
Spring is so inspiring nature especially. Misty mornings and budding trees, theres nothing like new life to get the creative juices flowing. I probably have more novel inspiration in spring than any other season. Everything aligns to be perfect in a fleeting way, and I feel an urgency to capture that. summer is one of those months of experience where I watch people, in silent observation. due in part to more stuff happens in summer than any other time. I look around me and notice society. Where I wonder about time and the speed at which everything seems to happen. Early mornings with the sunrise and silent reveries, and a graceful growth of nature that matures before my wondering eyes. Also, nature has a way of inspiring me with writing, when I'm pulling weeds or planting and tending the garden I usually have a head full of plots, knightly sword fights, daring damsels, and strange happenings. the best time to plot is when your knee deep in soil and fresh earth, with gentle summer flower scents excite the senses. Its all a very natural process. And autumn in its colored splendor gives me a mood that I haven't found a word for yet. A daring sort of mood that drives me to daring and majestic things with my characters and plots. Autumn is mysterious, shrouded in misty grey, wet mornings and chilly evenings. Its cider and jacketed walks which if you haven't figured it out yet, is one of my favorite ways to be inspired. I don't know, theres something about musky woods and smokey wind pared with the rush of geese calls that just ignite a warm glow of creativity within me.
Each season my mood changes and each time its different. cozy and sad and thinking about the past, new and fresh with resolve and romantic inclinations, mature and bright and natural, or deep and mysterious. I couldn't choose one season I love them all creatively speaking.
Now I put this question to you dearest reader, I would love to know your answers. even if your not a writer I would still love to know which season inspires you most, maybe all, like me ?
Feel free to answer in a comment, or do what I have done in a post, and leave me a not to hope over to your respected corners of the internet.
Enjoying the in-between season.
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