Every year I get fall fever and feel guilty wishing summer would just go because other people make excellent points like The Beach and Ice Cream. They never mention how the bees already moved in on picnic season or how it’s getting light so late a run before work is almost out of the question and after work is no better now that back to school busyness is the new order.
Fall will not be rushed with her unapologetic flare for things that only make sense when it is cool and damp, like sweaters and cider. We can and will watch monster movies in September, but may need to draw the curtains and crank the A/C to set the mood.
We can do this, play with and bend the rules a little instead of pretending indian summer is as fun as early summer.
I thought maybe it has not been enough to buy new shoes and backpacks for the children. Maybe school is the thing sorely missing from my own life, so I signed up for a local writing class I’ve been eyeing for years but which never quite fit our schedules. It will focus on character development, which is right up there with dialogue and plot when it comes to things I need help with. So I’m pretty excited and already have the bones of a short story to take to class. I wrote it the same week I did the flash fiction piece below, which was accepted by a couple of beginner–friendly places (both accepted simultaneous submissions and previously published work).
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Happy back to school/late summer/pre-fall.