I started my Story A Day Project in mid-February, when it seemed like it would never be warm again. By April, I was sure of it: the sun came back, but the snow wasn’t ready to leave.
We escaped to Florida for some R&R, and to visit family. The first day in town we felt flattered by the heat and humidity. But we quickly adapted, blooming in the bright days and warm breezes.
But the sunshine brought a vitamin D-induced amnesia. Writing what? Drawing who? Widgets where? I felt scrubbed clean, my brain a blank slate. And I had no interest in making anything.
There are a lot of people who believe that creativity needs a little angst to keep the juices flowing. I think I’m one of the believers, now.
We returned to Vermont and the first warm(ish), gorgeous spring days, and the muse stayed asleep. I put away the winter coats and picked out seeds for our garden, and still felt little drive to tell stories.
And then, it rained.
Glorious, gray sheets of rain, making the world outside blurry and distant. I sat down at my computer, and typed a story in one go. I was back.
But I realize we are approaching the sunny months, and things are just going to get better. This is the time of year when we laugh at people going on vacation. “Why would anyone leave here now?” If I’m being realistic, Story a Day is going to be competing with Biking a Day, Beach a Week, and Road Trip a Weekend.
So I’m planning to wrap up Widgets Landing very soon, and will continue telling other stories each week, but not each day. I like the idea of telling another serial later in the year, and have a couple of ideas I’m playing with, as well as compiling the Widgets Landing story into….something.
Thanks for reading and being here.
P.S.: This was meant to be a digest of last week, too, but I got on a roll. Forgive me. Here’s what happened:
I wrote about the challenge of sifting through my past in Memory Village.
Our adventures in the sun are compiled into lists in Stories in the Swamp, a compilation in itself.
An outing to a farm gives me a chance to think about empathy in Just Us Chickens.