Feeling something in the air

It used to be that fall was one of my most difficult seasons to get through as I was plagued with a general sort of restlessness that the cooler temps and shifts in light brought on.  Writing actually helped, and you can see a lot of my restlessness in my earlier work where quests and travel played an important part.  (FIRST TRUTH, DECOY PRINCESS) Not so much anymore, and placing the books in Cincinnati put a damper on the travel somewhat as well.  Oh, we still get out and around, but the tastes, smells, and feel of the air don’t change dramatically, and isn’t that the crux of the restlessness?  Of travel?  The changing light and feel in the air as the sun swings round to a different path?

Where you are in latitude makes a difference, and I’d love to see a study done on perceived restlessness in the fall compared to latitudes.  Those nearer the equator don’t have as big a change as those closer to the pole.  Just the 800 miles between Michigan and South Carolina make a huge difference.  Do people who live in higher latitudes tend to write more quest stories than those at the equator?  Curious.

But I’m restless today, and it’s going to make sitting at my desk difficult.  And if I can’t go anywhere different, I can at least write something different.  Don’t get me wrong.  I’m not starting anything new.  But when I get restless, I do start to think “what if” more and with a wider scope.  Also, “why not?”  I like taking my time with the “what if” and “why not?” because when I go, I like to know where I’m going.  At least when I start out.  -grin-