My favorite season is springtime. Nothing
can compare to the delicious scent of ozone on the air after a lightning storm,
or watching the green begin to push away the brown of winter’s grass. Coming home
from work and smelling potting soil as the hubby starts our tomato plants on
the kitchen table brings me such joy. And the way the sky gets bluer, the
clouds whiter. Or seeing a cheery little crocus popping up amid the dry leaf
litter still in my garden.
I love it!
Spring is a time of rebirth, not just for
the earth. For me it’s a joyous time to shake off the winter doldrums, and put
an end to cabin fever. Not that I’m one who suffers from seasonal depression,
but it’s hard to have a case of the melancholies when birds are chirping
outside your window and the deer are dashing across the corn fields. Everything
is coming back to life, and that makes my creative juices flow.
Recently I was contemplating my writing
accomplishments this past winter. I feel like I have been writing constantly,
which is partially true. I had another Naughty North Pole book come out in
December—Book
Five: EVERYBODY HATES FRUITCAKE—and two other full length novels as well.
But actually all I have been doing was editing.
While writing is just rewriting and
editing, it dawned on me that I have not written any NEW material since August.
What the heck?
Well, it must have been the crisp spring
air feeding my brain, all rich with the scent of dirt and growing things,
because a new idea has sprouted. Not entirely new, though. Sometimes we visit
old stories like we visit old friends, and that’s what I’m doing.
In my 1NightStand story ACCIDENTALLY
BEAUTIFUL, my two heroes visited a gay bar in Grand Turk called No Woman No
Cry—yeah like the Bob Marley song. There was a Haitian man who owned the place
named Josef and frankly he just needed his own story. And as I love swapping
characters with my writer pal Wendy Burke, I helped myself—with her permission
of course—to the art gallery owner from her story WISE
MEN SAY, Paul.
Now, just like the bulbs popping up in my
garden and the sprouts of baby tomatoes growing in my kitchen, their love story
is also growing. I’m very excited to be penning their journey and I’m nearing
the halfway point. Frankly, even as I write this post, they are whispering in
the back of my mind. The horny little bastards are ready to do some growing of
their own, if you get my meaning, LOL, so I need to get back to writing. You
see, Paul and Josef have just arrived at No Woman No Cry, and things are about
to heat up! I’m thinking these two like mirrors, which is something I haven’t
incorporated into any love scenes yet. So this should be fun for all!
What about you guys? Has the season
change watered your creativity? Are you writing anything new that you would
like to share? I’d love to hear about it!
~Deanna
Deanna
Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla
life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and a couple adorable cocker spaniels.
She has been spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first
erotic novella was published in 2010. When she isn’t writing books or
brainstorming with friends, you can find her making people gorgeous in a beauty
salon. She loves music and dancing, and can often be seen hanging out on the
sandbar in the muddy Maumee River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in
their basement bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times
when she can let her wildly active imagination have the full run of her mind.
Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their relationships have
always inspired her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.
Buy Deanna’s books at Decadent
Publishing,
Dreamspinner
Press or
at any reputable eBook seller
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