June. A month that symbolically has a beginning, middle and end. Beginning of the Monsoons. Middle of the year. End of Summer — or, at least the oppressive months when the temperature soars to 45+ Celsius.
As I was hitting the mid-point in my novel, I was beginning to enjoy the happy coincidence that it was happening around June. But well, the weather can be a most unreliable friend for a writer on a deadline. As I discovered. The Monsoons were delayed and the oppressive heat only got worse. And my writing hit southwards. Delayed. Delusional and Devoid of all the fun. The chapters just wouldn’t work. I kept going back and forth. Changing and chopping. Trying to find my groove. But it simply wasn’t working.
I went back to the outline, brainstormed it some more, reworked the scene outlines, got back to the chapters. Nope. Not happening. So, I tried another approach. Set myself a daily word count target. 1000 words a day. I was lucky if I made it to 500 on a good day! Maybe I was stressing too much. Or maybe, I had hit the dreaded writer’s block! OMG!
That was it. I decided to wait it out. Wait for the cooling showers to come. My muse had definitely decided to take a break. So what the heck is a poor writer supposed to do!
And then, the Monsoons arrived. Blessed, cooling, refreshing, reviving….
I’m back to writing again. And this much-delayed post is proof of that!
So, all you writers out there, is your writing affected by the seasons? Would love to hear from you all.