Any way the wind blows

Spring in my town is like this: sunrainwindhailsunrainsleetsunwind, windwindwindwindwin, sun. Sometimes, that's all in one day. This pandemic is like that too, highs and lows and everything in between, all in a single day. Good news = sun, bad news = rain, that cough I have every spring due to allergies = a hailstorm of … Continue reading Any way the wind blows

Digging Out

My monthly post on The Writers Vineyard is all about the inscrutability of Mother Nature, and of the creative process. Mother Nature is inscrutable. Much like our writing muses, who tend to extremes. Blizzards of ideas and inspiration almost too much to manage alternate with dry periods when we search the horizon for signs of … Continue reading Digging Out