Hello there. Happy Writemas!
Sometimes I, as a writer, stand in the midst of a beautiful scene and absorb everything it has to offer - scents, the feels, the sounds, and the sight. Everything little thing I try to memorize. Perhaps it is for future use. But sometimes I like to believe that it is immersing myself into life.
It may sound strange, but winter, minus the intense cold, is my second favorite season. I love the snow. I love the chill. I love sweaters. I love the soft, muted sound snow creates. It is like a hush goes over the world. And all that is left is the soft pelt of snow against the windows.
Pictured to the left is what my view was from my front porch on Dec 9th. I cannot count the number of times I glanced out of the windows in front of my writing spot and felt amazed at the transformation. From a dying, leaf-less world to a brilliant, sparkling one.
And not surprisingly, this type of weather and beauty makes me want to write. This time, it gave me inspiration to continue writing Into the Alaskan Wild. It is a paranormal romance and number 2 in the Running Rampant Series. In the coming weeks, I will post more information about that. Until then, I am going to enjoy the winter scenes that look like they are from postcards. Beyond that, I am going to enjoy that I get to sit at home, surrounded by peace and snow, and find my peace in the world.
Sometimes I, as a writer, stand in the midst of a beautiful scene and absorb everything it has to offer - scents, the feels, the sounds, and the sight. Everything little thing I try to memorize. Perhaps it is for future use. But sometimes I like to believe that it is immersing myself into life.
It may sound strange, but winter, minus the intense cold, is my second favorite season. I love the snow. I love the chill. I love sweaters. I love the soft, muted sound snow creates. It is like a hush goes over the world. And all that is left is the soft pelt of snow against the windows.Pictured to the left is what my view was from my front porch on Dec 9th. I cannot count the number of times I glanced out of the windows in front of my writing spot and felt amazed at the transformation. From a dying, leaf-less world to a brilliant, sparkling one.
And not surprisingly, this type of weather and beauty makes me want to write. This time, it gave me inspiration to continue writing Into the Alaskan Wild. It is a paranormal romance and number 2 in the Running Rampant Series. In the coming weeks, I will post more information about that. Until then, I am going to enjoy the winter scenes that look like they are from postcards. Beyond that, I am going to enjoy that I get to sit at home, surrounded by peace and snow, and find my peace in the world.
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