The mime of the ancient mariner

It occurred to me this morning that the weather influences more or less everything I do. Have neglected the guitar for a while, after a reasonably fertile singing/songwriting period from November to March. But I'm more into writing and reading these days, and I feel a pattern coming on....

April-August - prose and novels
September-March - songs and music

It's tidy enough, and there's a likely correlation there with the (main) university terms. Feel a bit like Coleridge, who couldn't finish anything, except a bottle. These novels have been swimming around in my head and on bits of paper for almost ten years now. Will Edinburgh be the catalyst for getting them done?

Clink.