Colleen Thomas
Ultrafemme
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It's snowing outside. The big, heavy, wet flakes that cover rooftops and decorate trees in no time. Looking out my window, I though to try and describe it, just to see if I could. While doing so I realized winter is my favorite season to write about in my stories. There is something about a stark, bleak, gray landscape that fires my imagination.
I remember a thread once where Doc M was discussing mood, symbolism etc, and how we probably added a lot subconciously. Like having it snowing or raining outside when we just felt it was right. perhaps not also realizing it was very symbolic of the mood or scene as we did so.
In procrastinating on trying to describe this, I got to wondering about seasons. Does anyone here find themselves choosing a favorite season to set their stories in? If so why? What's the draw in your head that makes a story set in fall or summer appealing?
As I said for me it's winter. I don't know what the draw is, except I love describing the landscape when all is still, silent and sleeping.
I remember a thread once where Doc M was discussing mood, symbolism etc, and how we probably added a lot subconciously. Like having it snowing or raining outside when we just felt it was right. perhaps not also realizing it was very symbolic of the mood or scene as we did so.
In procrastinating on trying to describe this, I got to wondering about seasons. Does anyone here find themselves choosing a favorite season to set their stories in? If so why? What's the draw in your head that makes a story set in fall or summer appealing?
As I said for me it's winter. I don't know what the draw is, except I love describing the landscape when all is still, silent and sleeping.