I know, I know. That’s an odd one for a motivator. A friend just said temps below freezing and snow make for a good day to finish her edits. I say grey skies, threatening snow, and sub zero wind chills make the world an unpleasant place. I can a)get depressed or b) slip into my imaginary world. Where to go today?
I can have a look at next year’s holiday novel and see how Esther Baumann and her true love are managing their raging arguement about her friends who don’t share her faith. I can trot off to Bristol and see how Rand is managing to bring down the forgers while keeping Meggy safe. I can create a new piece of fiction on the fly for the Bluestocking Bookshop, one involving flowers, sunshine, and spring. I can walk along a street in Mumbai with the hero of my next book. That would be warm!
Bristol it is. Time to turn on the music and get at it. But first, coffee!
