Monday, February 13, 2012

winter writing days

The first snow of the year brought with it a howling wind. I love to curl up on a frosty winter morning with my coffee, a purple pen and a notebook and let my creative wild child have all kinds of fun with words. Winter storms and cold weather are some of my best writing motivators. Maybe knowing that days like this are pretty rare releases me from the responsibility of my "normal" routine.  On days like this I think of my very ancient ancestors that found shelter from winter in drafty caves. Snug in my favorite chair, I am deeply grateful for the solid walls of my house that keep me so very warm when it is so very cold, for the soothing warmth of a cup of coffee, for the fact that it is so late in the winter that it will soon be spring!

Sunday, February 12, 2012

keep on keeping on

It is 6:30 in the evening, cold and dark outside, a winter storm moving in. Only 6:30? It feels closer to midnight. Mostly because I have been sitting in the same spot on my sofa all day hiding from the cold. After a rather rough night wrestling with a stomach bug, I am respecting my body's need to rest by napping, watching movies on TV and trying to stimulate my brain with iPod games.

I had every intention of keeping my blog more current this year with shorter posts and more pictures.  However, I am finding that waiting til I have a picture to include with each post is just one more obstacle to actually getting them done. And on this cold sluggish day, blogging seemed like the one productive thing I could get done today. ...