Good morning, readers!
So, I looked out my window about a half an hour ago and had a reaction very similar to this guy’s:
Folks, we finally have snow. In Maine, there have only really been three major storms for the last three months. One the day before Thanksgiving, one on Christmas… and the one we’re having now. Otherwise, the weather has been sunny and about 40 degrees everyday. What’s happening right now is a thing of beauty.
I’ve spent the last couple hours working on some edits for “Aequitas.” I’m hoping to power through chapters 9 and 10 today. I’ve also got plans to work on “Night Time, Dotted Line” my travel dramedy novella, and on my short story, Malice Aforethought. There will also be my attempt to make a cheesecake. That should be interesting.
Back to the grindstone!
Stay tuned for Friday’s Food Adventure post detailing my epic struggle (I’m foretelling my future here) with making my first cheesecake.
~KSilva
As a kid seeing snow created a sense of wonderment & hope (that school was going to be cancelled). As an adult who has to travel 30 minutes to work it feels me with a feeling of DREAD!!
My sympathies. My excitement about the snow is purely because I don’t have to drive to work in it today. If I needed to go anywhere, I would most certainly not be a happy camper.