Brainstorm, write, edit, and the hours pass…
Here in the States we’ve passed that point between spring and autumn that I like to call “that point between spring and autumn.” Sorry, I’ve an odd sense of humor.
Midsummer. There, that’s better.
The long days here are hot now, but with the dry air the heat is tolerable. The nights, even at this high altitude (5300 ft), are relatively mild (that’ll start changing next month) and the stars are crystal clear. The winds that so often rake the countryside have settled down to a gentle breeze. The trees are green. The prairie is transitioning from green to beige. The birds are floating in the air and, in some cases, on the water.
It looks like, smells like, and burns on my skin like summer.
For this writer that means kicking myself repeatedly, for I must often remind myself to venture outside on occasion. It’s far too easy to become obsessed with writing, with editing, with staring at the screen while children laugh, lawn mowers growl, and the rains forget to fall.
Sometimes I must remind myself that spending time outdoors pays great dividends later when I sit at the keyboard. Not only are my typing batteries recharged, but every experience is an experience stored for later use.
After all, I dislike waste.
I’m no photographer, but I do enjoy taking pictures. Last spring I purchased my first (believe it or not) digital camera. Okay, I should amend that. Back in 2008 I bought a digital movie camera, but its still photo quality pales against this camera (Canon Power Shot) and the zoom is less effective.
Anyway, I’ve been making short excursions this summer to record my surroundings, each time heading in a different direction with no real intent as to what I’ll photograph. Having no definite agenda is exciting. Since I started embarking on my little trips I’ve begun using more of my own pictures in my blog, especially when I post poetry.
Too, my casual photography has inspired a resurgence in my poetry output.
In turn, the photography and poetry has influenced my other writing—like this post. Yes! I love it when inspiration comes full circle.
I already have road trips planned for next week and will be venturing to Salt Lake City in early August. After that…who knows?
I implore anyone working away at their beloved WIP or any other writing to break away from the computer, the notebook, or the writing pad. Seek the river, the mountains, the shore, the park, or the backyard. Soak up the sun, putter at golf, swing that tennis racket, or run the bases. No matter what season it is where you are, please don’t let it pass you by.
I’m determined to write each day—and live each day.
Feel free to share any outdoor plans no matter your season.