The snow is about a foot from our roof. I'm beginning to feel a little claustrophobic. It's not much better out back, either. But the good news is, it got over 30 degrees today so some of the snow melted. By June I should be able to see what's going on outside my house.
I've been working on a novel for the past couple of weeks. Starting is always the hardest part for me. I've written about ten pages, but I'm actually only on page 2 because I delete so much as I'm starting, trying to go in the right direction. Not to bring up winter again, but it's like having your wheels spin on ice, until you hit the tar below. Then you take off. I'm still waiting to hit the tar.
I just read Insane City, by Dave Barry. It's probably the funniest book I've ever read, laugh out loud funny. Considering I'd never really cared for Dave Barry before, it was a surprise. Right now I'm reading Nobody's Fool, by Richard Russo. One of my all-time favorite books. I read the same book about three years ago and I swear the words have gotten smaller.
Other than that, it's been a pretty quiet couple of weeks. The kids were on vacation last week so I spent most of it in my office, hiding. Oh, and I had a column in the Sanford News last week, about home repair. Stay tuned for even more excitement!
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