I can’t say that Spring inspires me more than other seasons. I like spring–don’t get me wrong–but I’m probably more of a cool, crisp, autumn kind of a girl. I like summer and winter, too. In all honesty, inspiration isn’t the issue. It’s avoiding distractions… like, oh, look, a robin. I’m more likely to be outdoors and wandering around in the spring, since the weather is nice. More likely to be doing something else.

Right now, I already seem to be distracted, enough.

I’m working up to querying, and I’m trying to get my mind to settle into the next project.

At the moment, I’m going through a phase where I don’t really have any idea what the next book is going to be. A few ideas have fluttered in and out of my mind, but none of them have stuck.

And there’s always the thought of going back to last year’s NaNoWriMo project. I have quite a few pages there, but I’m stuck with characters drifting through space in a broken space ship.

I don’t really know how you get yourself out of drifting through space.

Probably just buckle down and write.

But if you have other thoughts, leave them in the comments section.