Either the warmer weather is causing these past few days (weeks?) to fly by or I’m literally losing track of time. My hope was to put another update in here but somehow I keep getting distracted by all sorts of warm weather things: planting, biking outside (such a relief to do that!), seeing friends, planning summer trips with friends, working on writing, crafting projects, etc, etc…
At any rate, this morning I had to come say hello because I’ve just woken up to a lovely rainy Saturday morning. It is such a wonderful way to wake up. While it is light out, the sky is gray and everything remains sleepy. I left my window open during the night for fresh air and was granted the luxury of enjoying the sounds and smells of spring rain this morning, with a lingering chill hovering over my blankets.
It got me to thinking how rain can be such a key component of stories, whether my own or other stories. Rain certainly has an element to it (other than water) that adds dramatic flair to a plot. I’ve two particular examples relating to my own stories:
Wabasha Tales – when there’s a thunderstorm in the morning, this presents a bit of a problem to Gene for his walks. But, holding to the statement that Gene always goes for a walk, no matter what, he does… just after the storm has passed. On these mornings, Kirby, BJ and Bear get the opportunity to be a lazy as me (Bear especially) and lounge at home. But as soon as the skies clear, they keep their eyes open for Gene coming down Wrangler Drive.
Abe & the Attic – Abe wakes up one morning to a storm just like the one I’m experiencing now… one that, later in the day, becomes even worse. Abe doesn’t like storms very much to begin with (he hates being scared by the sounds of thunder because you never know when it’s going to happen), but he’s nervous about this storm. This is because his friend, the knight in his attic, told him of a sorcerer who can take the form of a black dragon and comes with a storm of wind and lightening. Abe believes the storm is the sorcerer, coming for him or the knight’s powerful sword in the attic.
As you might guess, I sometimes have the problem of too many thoughts. It’s not always conducive to productive writing but I do what I can.
I hope you’re all enjoying a lovely Saturday, rainy or not, with coffee or tea and good friends. I’ve got more updates on Abe to provide and Kirby, BJ and Bear are never far away either.
~ Olivia Eleanor