Cold, warm. Cold, warm. I wish the weather would make up its mind.
Right now, it’s distinctly chilly, coming off cold and damp. Not that the wisteria cares.
Weather’s an interesting atmospheric element that doesn’t always get full billing in stories. Which is a shame, given its effect on people, and thus on plausible characters. Bright sunny day? No matter how bad the rest of the situation is, getting some sunlight will generally make people feel a bit better. Rain and overcast for a week? Cue everyone’s nerves slowly tightening like piano wire… and if the situation already had folks at the end of their ropes, one more cloudy sky could have potentially drastic results.
I have to admit, though, I find it hard to work weather into a story, at least for more than passing atmospherics. This may be due to living in places where, “If you don’t like the weather, just wait five minutes,” is a common saying. If the sky can open up with a deluge and all you do is look at your watch, because you can estimate there’ll probably be a rainless or at most misting break in less than half an hour… weather doesn’t seem permanent enough to register as a world element, sometimes.
I do want to try and work it in more, though. I suspect it might take planning. Of the “try to track down weather records of a similar location for a year” detail, so that if it’s raining on the characters on Monday it’s not snowing on Friday.
…Unless that would fit the setting and time. 😉 March is always cranky that way!
Anyone else spot an interesting use of weather in fiction recently? 🙂