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Spring has sprung!

I don’t know about where you are in the world, but where I am, spring is taking its sweet old time getting here. Last year we had a very late spring, so this is nothing new. But we do get a bit inpatient when it starts to get into April and there’s still snow on the ground (and in the forecast!). We had another six inches last Friday, but it’s all melting fast now.

And this brings up a common conundrum for me – and I think for writers everywhere. The Minnesota Book Awards were last Saturday, and I attended, as I’ve done for the past few years. It was lovely. One comment by one of the presenters struck me especially. It was Alexs Pate, and he was talking about the writing process (as presenters are wont to do). He said something like, “We writers know what it is to battle between the allure of the glowing screen and the lure of sunlight.”

Oh, don’t I know it! The trouble for me is that I cannot work outside. Too many allergies, plus there’s that bee phobia. I always attract bees. And there’s too much glare and the wind ruffles my pages and so on and so on. Distractions. We built a new deck last year so I am hoping that helps somewhat, but I just don’t see myself as a ‘work outside’ kind of person. Which is a shame, and makes this a time of year when it’s especially hard to be productive.

It’s very sunny out right now, it is probably 60 degrees, and the sun is glaring right off the side of my white garage into my window and straight at my eyes. The sun is verily searing my eyeballs. How am I supposed to combat that?

Well, I start by opening the basement door to block the sun. And I keep my window blind down in my office all the time. It’s south facing, so it is better that way. Pity, I know, but what are ya gonna do?

I often find that I have no idea how heavenly it is outside until I turn on the news at 5 or 6 pm and hear them raving about it. (We pay a lot of attention to the weather here.) Unless I think to step outside for a minute myself. I used to get outside to check the mail, but since my husband is home days, he has taken over that duty. What to do?

I know. I’ll eat lunch outside, once we get the patio table out of the shed. That should do it, right? Or just set an appointment on my phone to remind myself to look up every now and then, and not only because the sun is blinding me. Once the garden is in, I can step outside to pull a few weeds once in a while.

There’s that morning walk I’ve been meaning to take all winter. Maybe it’s time to start that.

What do you think? Are you ever torn between getting words down on the page and heading out to enjoy a beautiful day? What do you do to deal with that? Is there a happy medium?

I’d love to hear tips and tricks. I’d also love to hear that I’m not alone! I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love nice weather as much as the next guy. It just makes it hard to get work done (especially the type of work that does not have an immediate paycheck).