Today it was 77 degrees and sunny in Boston… on March 23! Insane. I had to go outside. So I got out a beach chair, plunked it on the deck and attempted to write. The thing is, laptops suck outside when it’s sunny. I could hardly read the screen and what I was typing. I I tried that for a little bit and then gave up. Enjoying the rare summer in March would have to take priority. But it wasn’t a total waste! I read. For hours. And it got me so excited to write that I kept running into the house to send myself emails with ideas. 

That’s the thing about reading when you’re a writer. It’s totally inspiring. So I can’t say today was a total loss for writing. Lots of ideas, just not lots of typed words. And sometimes, that’s okay.