The past 3-4 days the afternoon temperature in San Antonio has been 80F, plus or minus a degree or two. And it will be there again today. Can spring be far behind?
Yes. It's but a mere speck in the rearview mirror.
Tomorrow winter will kick our butts and make us cry for our mamas. We're supposed to have nights around 20 and days with highs only in the 30's most of the week.
Those of you who live in an M-state like Michigan and Minnesota and Maine and Montana probably don't think this sounds too bad. But for us warm-weather types, it's darn chilly.
I'm not complaining, because I really don't mind a little cold weather every now and then. What I am doing is using our weather to make a point.
Think pacing and plotting.
Your protagonist is floating along nicely in an warm blur. Wham! In blows what Texans call a Blue Norther. That means it's gonna get colder than a frozen flagpole. This would amount to a whole heap of trouble for your protagonist.
Once it gets cold, it's going to stay cold. It will warm up just enough to laugh in your face during the day, the sun will shine, and maybe your protagonist believes things are looking up. Except the next night is even colder than the first one.
At the end of the week - the end of your story - the weather warms up again. Your protagonist is smiling, and all is right with her world.
So the next time you sit down to plot your story - or for pantsers, the next time things get to a standstill - check the weather forecast.
Sunny and warm makes the writer smile. But your protagonist needs a series of squalls and storms to keep readers happy.
Happy readers rock!