April is so many things.
National Poetry Month,
middle spring,
tax time…
Somehow the confluence of rhythmic prose, daffodils, and mathematical percentages always leads me to reconsider the path of the fiction writer.
Do you have a particular time of year when you wonder what and what-if and whether you should keep on logging word after word in hopes of creating a story worthy of sharing with the world?
January, maybe? Are you a New Year’s Resolution-maker?
Or perhaps each November you delve into the dizzying challenges of NaNoWriMo.
I believe that taking an honest look at your writing life is a worthy practice. Not for every day, but occasionally, at that certain season. And I hope that you find the desire to keep going still burns like the sting of writing that tax check or digging your hands into newly-thawed soil
