This is always a hard season for me to stay creative in. I don’t know if I have a formal seasonal affect disorder or not, but the earlier night, the dry air, and everything else in it makes me more metaphorically huddled. All my existing blocks and issues seem to be greatly magnified-as I struggled to write even this post.
But I hope to overcome it and stay creative, stay very focused. After all, I still want to write so much.