I've been trying to come up with a good post all week. I'd like to say something cheerful. I'd love to share a witty couple of paragraphs about something fun. I'd even settle for "interesting". Alas... I've got nothin'. Well, that isn't exactly true. I've got a lot of ideas. I've got a whole bunch of things to share. I've got big dreams of world changing projects. I've got... stuff. It's all right up there in my nugget waiting to get out. There's so much of it, in fact, that it's all jumbled together with pieces of trapped stories and unpainted pictures. It refuses to form up into sentences and paragraphs that work together. I blame the weather.
It's not that today isn't full of beautiful blue skies and bright sunshine, because it is. It's that it's February - our most weather challenging month and the point in the season where my brain stops seeing the beauty and narrows in on the shivering. We have a foot of snow out there. It was -10 at 7:00 this morning. We are expecting another foot of snow tomorrow with the possibility of cold, icy rain ushering it in. If this happens, we are likely to still be chipping our way out of the snow drifts in April. *sigh* I'm tired of winter and of being cold. It makes me feel dreary on the inside.
I've moved my laptop to the living room where the fireplace is because my office is chilly. It's easier to feed the fire from here. I've even gotten ahead on a rather large project. The problem is that I have now been working from the couch for days and am starting to feel like a tick that has burrowed into the fabric. It's simply not a very inspiring position.
So, excuse my lazy week. I'll try to shake something useful loose before next week rolls around.
Winter can only last so long...
Being a homeschooling parent for 13 years and an independent author/illustrator makes a person learn quite a bit about a lot of things. Now it's time to pass it on!