Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Rain and such
Photo credit: bella_domanie from morguefile.com
I've always loved the rain. Dreary landscapes and moldering, mossy earth.
I wonder why? It isn't that I don't respect the sunshine on my face, or blue skies, or a soft wind through hazy green leaves.
I simply prefer the gloom.
I write better when it rains. I feel contained and wild all at the same time. My nose presses against the window to see the doomed raindrop rivers pool together on the sill. The landscape goes all impressionistic.
See, I'm wasting it.
Off to write.
*notes: I'm deep in a project so I've been posting and commenting less. Thanks for sticking with me. AND my one sentence experiment was a hit. Next time I'll make a sentence string and we'll write a story together.*