September, September. The weather is great, the nights cooler. The free schedules are gone, and we are all synchronized by work days again.
My adventure of taking a creative writing class still magically transforms my life. I read with new gusto, and I have ditched shopping for evenings at Starbucks, just reading. I ride the wave as long as it lasts, because there is only one thing certain and that is that things will change again. My beginner's enthusiasm won't last forever, so I got my paraglider out.
I found it both exhilarating and scary to write my first peace of fiction. I pulled like on a string in the sky, and pulled out a whole character and a whole story. That was the exciting part. Torturing my brain with finding an idea that I really liked, that was less fun.
Cooking is also back on, too. So soon, more recipes!