The madness of the first half of the year has led to the perfect opportunity for writing this fall.
This past month, I found myself revisiting one of my lifelong pleasures more than usual – reading. I’ve always loved reading, but the older I’ve gotten, the less time I’ve dedicated to it.
In the last two months, my creativity has wilted. COVID has inched its way into my world, a garden pest that latches onto one part of my life and drains energy away from the other parts. Luckily, like many things in life, I’ve found that with a little extra attention, my creativity has begun to perk back up.
“As always, writing continues to be a source of comfort, a cure for boredom, something to look forward to, and a habit that remains necessary throughout all of ‘this.'”