Autumn must be coming.
Why do I say that?
Well, the most basic evidence is there: it's starting to feel cooler in the mornings, and the evenings begin earlier. The trees haven't started changing color yet--but there is the feeling that it will happen suddenly, and soon.
But, even more subtly, I am feeling the itch to write.
When I was in school, summer was my time to write--mostly because that was when I had the most time to dedicate to it. Now, I try to write year-round, without an academic schedule to constrain me.
But Autumn... Autumn is, for some reason, a time of flowing words and budding plots, and the feeling that anything is possible.
I certainly hope that this Fall yields a bountiful writing harvest.
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