Does sunlight help or hurt a zombie novel?
Do rainy nights enhance love scenes?
Will snow make turn that next art project into a masterpiece?
I often wonder about the effects of our environment on our creativity. Right now, pure beams of sunlight are pouring through my window and warming up my skin. The sky is a rich blue canvas, and the smell of what little trees exist in New York is infiltrating my apartment.
I can’t help but feel inspired to write at moments likes these.
Then again, I feel inspired to write during rainy days too, when the clouds are heavy and the air is moist.
Both kinds of weather inspire different kinds of writing, different songs while I write, different thoughts, different moods.
And it’s not just the weather: location is important too. I’m sure that if I took my laptop outside and wrote in a nearby park, my thoughts would change again. Writing a gloomy zombie apocalypse tale under a glorious sun with kids running around you definitely has a different feel to it. 🙂
What about you? Does the weather or where you’re sitting (your home, the office, out in a park) affect how you write or paint?