In my backyard in Mesa, Arizona, in 2008, I fell in love with three fuzzy blessings.
Owning an adorable bunny naturally compels one to take a lot of pictures. No more is this true than when Easter/Spring arrives.
I have no shame. I answered the call.
Writing is a blood sport, I think. I’m hemorrhaging ink! Anyone got another pen?
Even the smallest of gardens holds a little magic.
My fuzzy inspiration is now 7 years old. That’s a whole lot of mischief managed. You can blame all of my snarky cat characters on him.
Love ya, furball.
I took the youngest kiddo out to the Salt River today to see the result of the water releases from Granite Reef Dam. We saw hummingbirds, bees, cormorants, and burrowing owls. And water, lots of water.
We all have our preferred quirks and methods for getting into the writing mood, but there are a few general things that writers can use to get into that long-term word-smithing disposition.
Try one or all of them to get the creative juices flowing.