What are some ways we could engage nature and the seasons into our writing? I feel like this is just as important in a story as is the location and general setting of a short story or novel. Without it, it could take place anywhere, at any time, or none at all.
Not only do the seasons and their passing give us a sense for the time frame of a story, but as a reader we are also able to connect more with the story. Since I am a German native speaker who writes stories in English, I’ve started to look for seasonal vocabulary and expressions. The Creative Countryside magazine is a wonderful learning source for me. But the vocabulary is only half of it. What are some ways I could write about the seasons in a story without sounding too blunt? What could my character(s) be doing or seeing with a seasonal reference?
Season is described while character walks down the street or looks out the window. Darkness in the morning, the sun on summer evenings, blue skies, cloudy weather.
The wind howling outside, raindrops on the window, snow muffling the sound, birds chirping, or loud crows, crunching leaves under our feet on the pavement
Seasonal food, thirst in the summer, dry lips in the winter
Scent of blossoming trees or flowers,
The wind, cold or hot sun on your skin, sweating, reference to the clothes the character is wearing. The cold air stinging in the character’s lungs.
These are just a few sensory experiences I could connect to the individual seasons, but there must be a lot more. I will expand on this blog post as I go along. What about you? What would you have me include in this list?