Tuesday, June 25
It's been an extremely hot summer so far. Colorado is burning up--literally.
I woke up this morning kind of dreading another miserable day.
Both of my WIPs are set in a Colorado summer. Not an uncommon occurrence for me.
But today, with the heat already searing like an Arizona August afternoon, neither story appealed.
I thought about opening an older manuscript set in the Colorado winter. But I just couldn't get into it either.
I mean, when you look outside, and the sun is glinting off the cornfields, it takes a little more effort to get into a frigid December story.
Of course, as writers, we use our imagination. I can get into a winter story while in the middle of a record-breaking scorcher. But today I don't want to.
So, here's the question: do you write with the season? Do you write a summer story in the summer? And a winter story in the winter? Or does it matter?
And while you're pondering, please pray for Colorado to get some rain.