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Writer's pictureE. G. Runyan

Spring Fever Actually Exists: Creating During the Spring


Photo credit to Alisa Anton on Unsplash.


Spring is coming to the prairies.

I know it is, because the pear trees are blooming in the neighbor’s backyard. Drama practice is starting. I’ve started quoting Anne of Green Gables. I took a chance and watched the 2019 Little Women (great movie, by the way). I feel so whimsical I sometimes almost wish I was in love. The severe thunderstorm warnings are blowing up my parent’s cell phones, and I can’t wait till we get a real banger (if we’re lucky, we’ll get some tornadoes this year).

Yes my friend, it’s definitely Spring. A magical, wonderful time of year, a time of celebrating life and growth. We plant our gardens, we get our hands dirty in the yard, we rejoice for Christ’s resurrection. We smell the rain and earth, and if you’re like me, you may just go outside and start singin' in the rain. 

For me my art always takes a different turn during the spring. During the summer, fall, and winter, I’m usually a more adventurous person who would pick a fantasy tome over a calm story of matronly sorts. I’d usually write exciting stories as opposed to quiet character based ones. That’s always different during this time of year. I find myself wanting to sit and be quiet, to think and listen. I find myself wanting to focus on and write about the simple pleasures of life, that of family and that of being at home.

Spring always challenges me to remember my past, the world’s history, and when Easter rolls around, what matters most and what my life and my creations should be focused on.

Spring: life. Growth. Beginnings. Nature. But most importantly, Jesus. 

This Spring, can I challenge you to try something new? This is the season of resurrection and new beginnings, and there’s no better time than now. Watch a movie with a friend that usually wouldn’t be your style. Take a break from your phone. Go on a walk. Live, remember, love. 

How could your art change if you decided to slow down, take a look at your life, and try something new?


In what form does Spring Fever come to you?



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Guest
Apr 03

I don't really get spring fever in my writing, but I definitely get it with other aspects of my life. I'm cleaning floors and doing as much laundry and sorting as possible, which is an effect of spring for me. I now find myself gazing out of the window, admiring the green grass and the purple violets. I want to get outside more.

I loved this post Emma!! You wrote it so beautifully (I love the 2019 Little Women too!)

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E. G. Runyan
E. G. Runyan
Apr 03
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Ahh, that's awesome! And thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it (and that you like the 2019 LW! :)

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Guest
Mar 31

Spring fever is actually the exact opposite for me. During summer I feel nostalgia, fall is cozy and vintage, and winter is family and blankets. The spring is when the earth is all new and magical from winter. Spring is the time of fairies and other magic folk. I typically write realistic family or slightly romantic tales, but now I’m writing a fairy tale retelling ripe with magic and the kissing of frogs.


~ Haniah D

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E. G. Runyan
E. G. Runyan
Apr 01
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That makes a lot of sense...spring really is the whimsical season of the year. I wonder why I see it as the most realistic. XD I'm sure it has to do with my own memories and nostalgia.

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Chloe French
Chloe French
Mar 30

This was lovely!!

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E. G. Runyan
E. G. Runyan
Mar 30
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Thanks for reading, Chloe!

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Autumn
Autumn
Mar 29

This was a really cool piece, E. G. Good job! (so the 2019 version was good, huh? 🤔)

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E. G. Runyan
E. G. Runyan
Mar 29
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Thanks for reading, Autumn!

(Yes, it was! In fact, on a rewatch I think I prefer it to the '96 one because of how well they did a lot of the character dynamics. I plan on writing an in-depth piece on it soon).

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Noah Ballard
Noah Ballard
Mar 29

I go wild---dig in the dirt just to see it under my fingernails; devour clover and oxalis until my teeth are as green as your logo; race over the fresh carpets of grasses; run the roads so that the cool fresh air can make me cry fresh tears and, finally, I shake off the chills of winter and adopt new life.

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Noah Ballard
Noah Ballard
Mar 29
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I should. Mmmm. Thanks!

(The reference to my teeth was slightly hyperbolic ;D.)

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