It’s spring! The sun is shining (work with me here), the birds are singing and everywhere things are waking up (Well, apart from my son – it takes more than a bit of seasonal sunshine to wake him up -three separate alarm clocks and a bucket of water sometimes does the trick).
Spring is my favourite time of year, it’s so full of promise. Every day of spring means it’s getting closer to summer, the weather gets warmer and the days get longer, just a little bit at a time but it’s all definitely going in the right direction!
Another thing I love about spring is being able to get out in my garden. I love planting seeds and watching and waiting for the little shoots to appear. First one leaf, then another, until one day a great big cabbage is sitting right in the middle of my vegetable patch. OK, this is my dream. Mostly what happens is I buy some seeds and forget to plant them, or I plant a seed, it starts to grow and I am all excited for a while but then it’s a bit slow and I get impatient and over-water it, or I get bored and forget to water it altogether, and one day I go out to look and it’s sort of wilted and keeled over and basically…died. Oh dear. Growing cabbages is not as easy as they make it look on Gardeners’ World.
Maybe because the spring sunshine woke me up a bit early this morning and I was still a bit dreamy I started thinking about how books are a bit like cabbages. I have loads of ideas for books, but I don’t always plant them by actually writing them down, and when I do plant them I sometimes don’t give them enough time or attention. Often I start a book, write a couple of thousand (or less!) words and then give up the idea because I don’t think it’s working. Or I try too hard to make it into something I think it should be (Why hasn’t it got a penguin? Penguins are so hot right now. I need to put a penguin in!) instead of seeing how it develops, naturally.
So my spring resolution (Spring resolutions are so hot right now) is to plant a book seed and give it time to grow. To give it attention every day but not to become impatient if I don’t think it’s developing quickly enough. To watch and wait and see what it turns into. Maybe then I’ll grow a brilliant prize book – if it doesn’t get eaten by slugs.