I dislike summer with its blistering sun and burning concrete streets and hot dusty winds and torrid stillness and noisy nights, but I must admit that it’s a great season for staying indoors and writing and reading all day long.
Golden sunny mornings are a treat, especially when you have a nice blue patch of sky above your residence, with a few curious clouds drifting on it.
The sunlight lasts for over 15 hours, up until 21:00 (9 PM) in Romania, and that means healthy writing and reading all summer long. No need for tiresome electric light.
A lazy spirit is floating in the air, and even if you are not on vacation, you cannot help but breathe it in. Summer is one big holiday, even when you’re working.
The intake of (heavy) food is limited because of the heat, and that almost eliminates after-eating drowsiness which slows down writing, or worse, invites a catnap.
All the lovely women wear insufficient clothing. Need inspiration, look through the window! (Many fit men go shirtless, so women writers are invited to the windows too.)
And the moony summer nights, though often noisy, will surely bring you literary dreams, or at least some flashes of inspiration.
And then there’s also the joy of ice-cream. For you, but not for me. I am the unfortunate owner of peculiar tonsils. At present, my left tonsil has the appearance of a ripe cheery, being twice the size of her sister. No worries though! It’s summer. All is well…