Spring Inspiration
Just as the leaves emerge from dormant branches, so too, does my writing resume. After a brief hiatus of reading and online doom-scrolling, my book characters are adamantly complaining about being ignored.
My brain is filled with intrigue and adventures. Heroines, heroes, and villains talk incessantly: you have to change my name, this plot line is boring, oops-the timeline’s wrong, and oh no-I guess you’ve got to kill me.
My brain is filled with intrigue and adventures. Heroines, heroes, and villains talk incessantly: you have to change my name, this plot line is boring, oops-the timeline’s wrong, and oh no-I guess you’ve got to kill me.
And as a gardener, I see an analogy to transplanting healthy seedlings into fertile soil, looking forward to strong growth.
Wish me luck as I dig deep to improve my post-apocalyptic novel.
