Don't get me wrong, I'm all about cheap peaches and cherries and squash, but usually by August I'm itching for autumn to come take over with a vengeance. There's a million reasons why, pretty well represented between Pinterest and Tumblr (apparently we are creatures of shared obsessions--) changing leaves! Cider! Scarves! Candles! Halloween! Caramel apples! Halloween! Harvest moons! Halloween!
When I was a kid, reading the tales from books like Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark seemed a whole lot spookier when there was just a slight chill to the air, and the darkness of night came just a little bit earlier. We also got book catalogs at my elementary school in the fall, and I remember marveling at the sparkling covers for the new choose-your-own-adventure Goosebumps books (Trapped in Bat Wing Hall, anybody!?) And on the type of fall day where staying inside is a must, libraries couldn't look more inviting and lovely.
I often wonder if other writers feel especially inspired with their craft during autumn like I do, if the crisp air and crunching leaves and tendency to eat more stews work like magic on anyone else. Siiiigh.
You're alright August, but I'm ready for you to get on along now...
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