Here in San Diego it felt like a perfect autumn day....in May.
The air was crisp and clean just like I loved about living in the Mid-West and East Coast all of those years ago, it reminded me of the first book I completed in writing. Not because it was set in that time of year or in either of those places, but because it was when I first began writing it.
As I did some shopping and drank my beloved iced coffee, I began to think about how inspired I'd become during those months I took to writing at least four hours a day, just about seven days a week. I had a passion for a story line I fell in love with.
Recently, writers block has been bombarding me. Writing has come in spurts. I begin a book and quickly find myself bored which in turn makes me skip to starting yet another story.
I am thankfunl for the weather today. It reminded me of the passion I had to write and focus even when I found myself stuck. Over the next week I will be going over "ANGEL'S GRACE," editing, and re-editing, to send it out once again.