Well, it's Wednesday, in case anyone missed the memo.
And it is still frigidly cold outside, unseasonably, I'd say. It feels more like January than December. Yes, I know, yet another mention of the freezing cold. I can't help it. It seeps into your bones and you can totally feel it trying to eat you alive!
I'm so not regulated to this temperature, despite living here almost all my life.
But there's something to be said about the cold and the onset of winter: seasons are changing.
In those 3 little words there is so much to interpret in so many different aspects.
For me, I know I've changed as a writer over the years and even more so in the last few months. I approach the craft differently now, I've met amazing people who've made a huge impact on what I do and how I do it. I've gotten better.
How have you changed since you started as a writer? What lessons have you learned?