The Season to Write

Yesterday was a beautiful day, with the temperature rising to 25 degrees warmer then average. Spring scented the air and the sun was warm on my hair and jeans. The snow was melting off the garage roof in a steady sheet of falling drops and along the south wall of our house, one hopeful green iris shoot was poking through the snow.

I know spring is a long ways off; we often have winter storms into the middle of May here, but it’s on its way. I like winter and being snowed in, tucked cozy and warm in my little house with my family, but spring gives me hope. Suddenly, I’m not so afraid of rejection or submitting my work to agents and editors. I’m filled with new ideas, to the point that I feel if I don’t get them written down, I might burst. My husband walks through the house, sighing, as he picks up scraps of paper and random notebooks filled with my ideas, my own little drifts of white, but this time inside the house, instead of out.

Spring and summer have long been the two seasons where I get my most creative work done. Something about the soft air, the golden light, the sweet smell of the breezes, seems to stimulate my mind and my soul in a way that the burning beauty of autumn and the spare, barren austerity of winter cannot do. I feel lighter, more excited, knowing spring is approaching. What about you? When do you do your best writing?

Exercise for the Writer: Snowshoeing!

Writing is a very solitary, sedentary pursuit. I don’t know about you, but if I spend more then two days in a row staring at the computer screen and taking care of my family without exercising, I start to feel a little down. I know then that the best thing to do is bundle everyone up and get a good workout.

This weekend, we got our first big storm, with over a foot of snow. In the marsh behind our house, our big yellow lab sunk in up to her mouth, and kept breathing in the snow! My husband had to rescue her! (She’s fine, happily chewing a big rawhide bone she got for Christmas, while laying on the rug in the kitchen.)

Since I’m not much of a cross-country skier, (although I do try, I’m just not quite coordinated enough) I went for a snowshoe yesterday, which I love. I also love hiking, canoeing, fishing, mountain biking, aerobics, Pilates, yoga, and weight training for depression-busting exercise.  I highly recommend you get at least twenty minutes every other day to keep you sane and happy, especially if you’re a writer.

Here are some pics from my snowshoe! (Ignore the 80’s stonewashed jeans. I wear cheap jeans in the woods so if I fall, I don’t ruin any of my good ones. And yes, I did fall! But just once.)