Everyone knows that I enjoy a rainy day. Pick up any of my stories and chances are you’ll find that there is at least one scene featuring a rainy day. Rain makes some people dreary, it makes some people terrible drivers, it makes some people sleepy. Me? It makes me want to write.
Now folks already know that I’m a writing fool, but rain seems to throw that fact into overdrive. July has been one of the rainiest months I can remember and for me one of the most productive. It has little to do with the fact that the rain just makes you want to stay inside- which is does. I can’t count how many trips I make to refill my tea cup or coffee mug during the course of a rainy day. Curled up with a great book or awesome movie, it’s the perfect indulgence.
For me, staying inside is merely the half of it. Creativity flows at such heights that many of the thoughts tap-dancing in my head have to be jotted down as notes for later exploration. There’s that much going on in my mind! Is it maddening, well heck yeah! But the great thing is that I don’t have to spend much time with those thoughts cluttering my mind and on rainy days my paper and pen dance for hours on end.
At this point, I’m sure we’d all like a little more sun. For a writer like me, rain is the motivator that can conquer deadlines in a single bound and the results are beautiful.