Self-discovery is the unexpected benefit to writing. Being
creative on demand requires you to know how you work and what gets the words
flowing. Over the years, I’ve discovered a few things about my writing process.
I can’t work with writing software. I’ve several different ones but for a
reason I haven’t discovered, they don’t work for me. My suspension of why leads
me to the next thing I’ve discovered about myself: I am a global writer. I need
to see the whole picture of my novel.

This year, I made a new discovery, although I feel a little
silly calling it a discovery. I’ve known it all along, but I never really
acknowledged the truth.
I am an autumn writer.
Something about turning leaves, cooler temperatures, and
pumpkin flavored everything inspires me. I feel cozy and invigorated. No other
season does that for me. I feel more alive in the fall than in any other time
of year. And my words flow freer during this time, whether it’s blogs,
journaling or novels.
In contrast, I cannot write in the summer. Something about
that season makes me want to go outside and play. I guess the adult me hasn’t
relinquished the carefree laziness summer. I don’t want to create, I want to
watch storm clouds roll in and breezes rustling green-leafed trees.
Now that I know this about myself, I will pay more attention
to how the seasons impact my life. Winter and spring are up next. Wonder what
words will flow out of them…
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