Okay, probably if you live somewhere like Oklahoma it still feels like summer, but in a lot of places on the planet it’s beginning to feel a lot like another season is creeping up. Yesterday it was like 90 degrees here. But in the days before that it’s been in highs in the seventies. I wake up and go outside and it’s like 56 (because I live in a desert.) It’s feeling like fall to me most days. I love fall. I get a lot done in fall and spring. Because of the weather change of course, but I’m not going to wax raphosodic about the rebirth of the soul or some crap. For me it’s mostly because I work way better in the absence of extreme weather. I don’t like to be too hot or too cold. Although, if given the choice I’m one of rare few that would much rather be cold. When the weather gets more temperate I’m raring to go.
I haven’t been doing well in my word count or focus in the last few weeks. I’m lucky if I get 500 words a day. That’s like my own personal version of success over here lately. My house is still not fully unpacked and that doesn’t help my ability to muddle through the manuscript. And it’s getting closer to Christmas which means my workload is skyrocketing. But I’m hoping that the weather change will help rejuvenate me and I’ll be able to finish this because I have something else in mind for NaNo and I’m just OCD enough not to like leaving a story when I’m 30% to the end. Know what I mean?
So how about y’all? Not that I believe anyone is actually reading this. Does weather affect your ability and or willingness to write?