Woke up this morning to the first frost of the year. It’s
winter writing time. I always look forward to the cold and snow and the
isolation they bring. Though I do enjoy the sun, swimming, and warmth of summer
it is not my best season for being creative. I found there’s nothing more
stimulating than punching out a story while a snowstorm rages outside.
Winter is also the time when I do my best and most prolific
marketing and promotion of my books. It’s always hard to spend hours plugging
descriptions and links onto writer sites when it’s a balmy eighty degrees, but
seeing frost on the window keeps me focused. My best sellers, DROP OUT,
DEGENERATES, and FROSTPROOF were all written during the winter months. There’s
just something about the grayness of the season that makes me more colorful on
the page.
So, as I sit here writing this, wrapped in a sweat suit,
sweatshirt, and blanket, I can’t help but wonder what creativity this winter
season will bring. My latest novella AS IT IS IN HEAVEN is nearly complete and
I have four months coming of chilly isolation to fill. Will I write a thriller,
science fiction novel, or another literary? I guess I’ll have to see what the
muse offers.
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