This week’s prompt was to include the words: the rain turned the road into a river making the word count up to 108 altogether. If you’re interested, I tried to link this entry up to the Free Write Friday piece I wrote yesterday. Here are my 108 words:
It was raining on the day she left. I had left work early and bought her flowers on the way home. This romantic gesture was long overdue. I don’t know why it took me so long to realise how lucky I was to have her. The note she left was simple, ‘I just can’t do this anymore. Sorry.’ My gesture was too little, too late. I walked out into the road, tears streaming down my face along with the rain as it grew heavier. I sat down and the rain turned the road into a river, creeping higher and higher until I was submerged. There, I found peace.
If this is your first time here, and you’re wondering what 100 WCGU is all about, click on the image above for more information and to read other interpretations of this week’s prompt.
Earlier this month, Writer’s Relief posed the following question on Twitter.
‘Quick! Gut instinct. Better to write on a sunny day, or a rainy one?’
As requested, I went with my gut instinct and replied ‘A sunny one. Always.’ The fact that it happened to be a sunny day and I was writing at the time may have biased my response somewhat, as, later that week, I realised that I have, at other times, been of the opinion that a rainy day is the best time to write.
So I got to thinking… Does it actually matter to me what the weather is like when I’m writing? I am just as happy sitting on the bedroom floor at home writing in my notebook while rain drums against the window, as on a park bench warmed by the afternoon the sun, using the notebook function on my mobile. The weather may feature in my writing if I am particularly inspired by it, but I have been equally inspired by a rainy day as by a sunny one.
So having given it some more thought, I’ve now come to the conclusion that there’s no ‘right,’ weather for writing… At least, not for me. I either feel like writing, or I don’t. As you may know if you’ve been reading recently, I tend to write more from spring onwards but that’s not really about the weather. The weather may have a bearing on my mood and therefore the content of my writing, but otherwise the two are not necessarily connected.
What do you think? Do you prefer to write in certain types of weather?
Drumming against the window
The rhythm relaxes me
It seems so much louder
When I am out in it
It drums through my clothes
Soaks my skin
The sun shines through the window
And light scatters silently across the room