Then WHAM!
Snow.
For weeks.
See? Just plain Mean.
And it's not over yet. We're supposed to have storms for the rest of the week. But Mother Nature also gave us a promise. A glorious promise. A green promise.
Can you see the promises perched on the end of the branches like emerald stars?
See? HOPE. Little green morsels of it. It's enough to send my soul thrilling and eclipse the meanness and dull, dull ache of winter. And it teaches me hope in my writing as well.
I'm drafting a new novel and sometimes it's winter, as in the words don't come, creativity freezes up, and frost stiffens the story. Brrrr. Not fun. And sometimes the cold spell lasts and lasts.
But there, peeking through the drafting blizzard, are the new pages unfurling like green promises. Each day they grow, and more appear, and I KNOW a writing summer is coming with all it's color and warmth and fun and sun and holidays and pizazz!
So, as I sit by my window and struggle over words, I'll look up from time to time and drink in the green promises brushing the glass panes and type my way to summer.
What promises do you see today?
8 comments:
Yours sounds good. We're camping by our backyard trees with pompoms and a megaphone, rooting for those unfurling leaves. Writing sounds good too! We're rooting for you, Leisha. Write those pages, print those pages, share those pages! Rah!
The signs of spring are signaling an end of a long winter for me also. Two years of absence from my son. (sun) : )
Spring is sounding pretty good right about now, I agree. But, the snow malingers... ah, Utah. Always love your perpective on things, my dear.
I feel your pain here is Sunny South Dakota! We had a great week last week. This one, not so much. In my own writing I see the promise of a first draft almost done! Just 10K or so and I'll have completed my third novel. Yay! Then begins my new season of querying.
I'd say it's more like little green tourmaline stars, lol.
Jonene, ooohh pompoms. What a great plan. Go little leaves, go!
The Stanley's, hurrah for spring! :)
Clancy, I am indeed a snow malinger. Mwahahahahaha. Spring and fall are my favorite seasons. And the shortest. Sigh. I may live in the wrong place.
Candice, 10K to go sounds awesome! Congrats! :) Good luck on the querying.
Cherie, oooohh that, too. :) Have I mentioned I love spring?
Our Utah weather has been crazy! Just when I think "okay, NOW I can pack up the coats," it snows again. :)
I LOVE your analogy. I've had those time of frozeness where the words aren't coming or coming so slowly and then the times where it's flowing.
Stacy, I hear you with the coats. It's a constant guessing game. :)
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