Fall approaches, and quickly. The over-90 degree weather of a couple weeks ago is already a memory, and we wake up to temperatures in the upper 40’s. Frost is still a few weeks away, but you can start to feel that bite in the air. Here in Colorado, the high country is already ablaze with the gold of the Aspen in fall color. Their coin-shaped leaves dance in the lightest breeze, reminding one of a belly dancer’s coined belt. Fall is here.
It is cliche to say this is my favorite time of year. It is many people’s favorite time of the year. The cool, crisp air, the gorgeous fall colors, the evenings that beg for a fire in the fireplace (or firepit, in our case), and the smells of filling comfort foods like soups and stews.
For me, this time also means a natural slow-down in the mundane activities of everyday life. The gardens are done, or almost done. The bounty of summer has been preserved in freezers and jars and dehydrators, to be enjoyed over the winter. There is no longer grass to cut, sporting events to attend with children, or outdoor activities to take up every weekend.
It is time to…WRITE! Fall means I have more time to write. More time to sit and think. More time to go over previous work and make edits. A long, cool afternoon spent at my writing desk, wrapped in my favorite sweater, a steaming cup of tea at the ready, is my idea of a perfect day. Nothing calls to me, no things that “have” to be done. I have few distractions.
Fall comes early here in Colorado, at least, earlier than I’m used to with my Midwestern upbringing. But that’s okay. Summer is intense here, and it is nice to know this break is coming. And of course, there is also the pull of National Novel Writing Month, which happens in November. I’ve never missed a year in the last 12. I don’t intend to miss year 13.
What do you like best about fall? Is it also your writing time?
Fairest of the Faire – available now!
Schoolteacher Connie Meyers is suddenly a young widow, her husband killed in a horrific car accident. Heartbroken to find out he had gambled away everything they had, she moves to her sister-in-law’s Midwest home to rebuild her life. A trip to the local Renaissance Faire with her nieces leads to a summer job as a costumed storyteller.
Avowed bad boy and fair performer Gage Youngblood is infatuated with Connie at first sight. Despite his deliberately commitment-free life, and Connie’s don’t-touch-me attitude, he soon has her in his arms, realizing quickly she is also in his heart.
When she is threatened by her late husband’s bookie, he steps into the role of protector, his fate forever sealed with hers.
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