Romance Writers Weekly ~ Favorite Season ~ #LoveChatWrite

This week, on the Romance Writers Weekly blog hop, we're asked to, "What's your favourite season, both in real life and in your writing?"

You know, I think we've answered this before. But, for me, the answer is still Autumn. I love all the seasons to some extent, and a lot depends on where I am. After thirty-something years on the California Coast, I am a dyed in the wool Weather Wimp. I like four seasons, but I want them all to be mild. 

Which is not how I grew up. New Jersey's four seasons are much more IN YOUR FACE. Summers are hot and humid with thunderstorms. Winter is cold and damp and if you're dreaming of a white Christmas, you can keep right on dreaming 'cause it's likely not gonna happen. The flowers in the Spring and the colorful leaves in the Fall can't be beat. But the days might be cold. Or it might be rainy or overcast. 

It's not weather you can count on, is what I'm saying. Still. I think it's hard to beat a crisp Fall day--blue skies overhead, the crunch of leaves underfoot, a hint of smoke in the air, a McIntosh apple in your hand...or a glass of cider, or a pumpkin spice latte.

I honestly love exploring all the seasons in my writing, so I'm not even going to address that part of the question except to say that Giada Mazzi is Living her Best Life is very much a Fall book. And best enjoyed with a PSL.

Now, hop on over to Jenna Da Sie's page to find out what her favorite season is.

Games We Play, series 3

Giada Mazzi is Living her Best Life

https://books2read.com/GiadaMazzi

life is more than just the lies we try and tell ourselves about what we’ve done and who we are.​

 I guess the truth is that I never stopped loving Ben. And I never stopped imagining how different my life might have been if he were only the person I needed him to be, instead of the person that he is. Which is silly, right? I mean, truly; it’s laughable. Because if he were someone else, he wouldn’t be him.  And the world is already full of people like that. What good is one more gonna do me?

Besides, if I’m honest, Ben wasn’t ever the problem. That was me. I was never the person he believed me to be. Oh, I thought I was, in the beginning. I tried hard to be, and that worked for a while. Sort of. But eventually I reached the point where I had to make a choice between living life for myself, or for everyone else.

And when it came right down to that…how could I not choose me?

Musical Monday: Love the One You're With (Stephen Stills)

 

Well, as you might have noticed,  if you've been following this blog for awhile, I love live performance videos. Attempting to "watch" a song that's just a static image irritates the shit out of me. But, I couldn't find any live performances of this song that I wanted to post. There was a fabulous live version featuring ALL of CSNY, but I'm also something of a purist and this (I believe) was a solo effort by Stills, so this is what we're left with. 

I mentioned last week that I thought the message behind Sealed with a Kiss was a little silly, this song definitely puts a different sort of spin on the idea of what to expect when lovers are separated. Of course, it was released during the Vietnam War and the era of Free Love, so there is that, as well.

Many of my memories of "summer songs" involve me walking on beaches with friends while singing loudly...and probably badly. This particular memory also involves a torrential summer rain storm. The adults we encountered on our way back to the hotel where we were staying expressed surprise that we hadn't come in right away (yeah, we were seriously drenched and wearing elephant bell bottom jeans that flapped around our legs and left trails of sand and water everywhere we went--and, FYI, would have made running out of the rain almost impossible, at that point). But, as we kept pointing out, we'd gone the beach, so we'd been expecting to get wet anyway. 

Ahh, those were the days...