O my little Morning Glories! March is Upon us, and all around me I see signs of the Season: the muddy Traces of the Kraken’s tentacles amid the Flower-Beds by the Reflecting Pool; the unseemly Howls of the Verb-Bitch in Season; Daffodils and Crocuses trampled by the restless Graves of the Zombie Sherpas.
It is all quite Hideous, yet even I am not immune: I feel a long-forgotten and unspeakable Stirring, and feel compelled to Act. My Goodness. That simply Will Not Do, so I shall, as always, Channel my Energies into the Fiction-Writing Directorate.
I have made such Grand Plans for March, my little Kittens! Lida has returned from her Travels and will begin speaking to you about Procrastination and her Strategies to Overcome it. Gustav and I continue our Investigations into the Evil that stalks the Halls of the Directorate. Of course, I will continue to offer Exercises each Week-Day. It will be a splendid, splendid month!
Your Mission
How will you channel the Torrid energies of the Season into your Writing? What will you achieve this week? This month? Dig deep in the Muddy Soil of your Writing, and let glorious Flowers of Words bloom forth!
Oh, Dear. I fear I shall not be able to Restrain my unseemly Impulses, after all. Such Metaphors can lead to no good. I fear I may write a Novel, of the most Common Pot-Boiler type. No! I will not!
I trust, my faithful Agents, that you will be Stronger than I.
And I trust that you will Write, for there are worse things than Writer’s Block. March has Shadows amidst the Blooms. Simply Write.
Well, I’m not a fiction writer at all, but whenever I read your posts, I get a wistful little feeling of wishing for a moment that I was.
Thanks for lighting up my day!
Although I don’t write fiction, I do tell a great story when I get involved in my copywriting (for myself and others). Your post reminds me that the doom and gloom of winter won’t be permanent and I should freshen up my approach a bit more. Thank you!