Write outside. Today was one of those absolutely GAWgeous New York days — 70 degrees and sunny. Blue skies. Puffy white clouds. Chirping birds. The whole bit. If I hadn’t had a houseful of guests for Father’s Day, I most certainly would have unplugged my laptop and sat outside to write, inspired by nature’s bounty. Even the mosquitoes were nowhere to be found. Just perfect.

Do you ever write outside? How does it inspire you?