ramblingsbyamy

Last night we had flurries here in Northeastern Pennsylvania, and I so wish it had stuck around for a little bit. It seems to be that when Mother Nature decides to share snow with us, my muse comes out to play a bit often.  Creative writing just seems to flow better when I am inside under my favorite blanket and lose hours writing.

Mother Nature and my muse work well together for the most part. Inside writing is better done in the winter when it is snowing, while summer writing is done outdoors in the shade surrounded by nature. Does Mother Nature inspire you?

It’s taken me years to realize the upsurge in writing with the falling snow or awesome sounds of a forest on a warm summer day, both of which Mother Nature plays a big role on the weather. Perhaps I need to make the inside of my house woodsier and I would be able to get that flow more easily.