They call them the lazy days of summer. It’s around this time of the year that we all seem to move a little slower. We don’t have the energy or desire to zip around like crazy people. Even our brains seem to work slower. I recently read an article from The New Yorker that says that this phenomenon is not in our heads. Research has tied heat and humidity to productivity loss.
So what’s the big deal? The big deal is that’s my excuse, and I’m sticking to it.
I’ve been struggling to write this summer. Getting words down on paper (electronic or otherwise) has been difficult. Once I do, they don’t seem to be the right words.
It’s been a struggle, but I’m not fighting it too hard considering that I’ve published two new full length novels (Courting Suspicion and Courting Gossip) and re-released four old stories (Fever, Hell to Pay, Ghost Flute, and On the Prowl) in the first eight months of 2016. All in all, that’s not shabby.
I think I’ll take it easy for a while longer. After all, fall will be here too soon.