The writer in me loves autumn and winter. It's so much more atmospheric than summer, creatively anyway. And there's something about the cold that brings a story together. I love the smells, and the colors. I love cozy sweaters and knit hats and striped gloves. I love boots. I LOVE boots.
But, like the tree frog hanging out on the porch, I'm not ready for it to be cold! My loss is a reader's gain, though; the colder it is, the more I want to curl up and write.
Letting myself be inspired by the season; thinking Russell thoughts.
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