Here's a view --from the outside-- of my ash and birch trees. Every day, I go to my writing desk -- one that includes a PC, paper and pens, and a spot for my unending cup of coffee -- and write. Well, each day except Sunday. I do need a day of rest. But this is my writing spot; it's where I go for inspiration, creativity and dreaming. If it changed, I would also have to seriously change my writing process and routine. A writer-friend of mine recently blogged about how her beloved writing spot has drastically changed: how three of her neighbor's trees were cut down in a matter of hours over the course of three days! Not just little trees mind you, but decades-old trees that not only provided shade and glorious beauty, but inspiration for her work. She depended on these trees, even if subconsciously. The trees are gone now and it's as if three family members have died. She basically has to re-establish her writing routine. Though they are mere trees, they
A little writing, a lot of parenting, and all is well.