I had the pleasure and opportunity to scoop the drifting and blowing snow in my driveway twice this weekend. I think that means of the seven days in a week I managed to push snow at least 6 times. I think it has melted enough to form a crust that the wind can't get under now. I should be safe until the next snowstorm.
I got absolutely no writing done this weekend although I am reading an interesting YA book called Deep and Dark and Dangerous. It is a ghost story at its root and is very well done. I might finish it today instead of doing my own writing. My problem with reading is I usually only have about ten minutes a day to actually read (time where I feel like I don't need to be doing something else, like pour an idea into my computer or laundry, sometimes dishes) this is one of the reasons I love the short story so much as well. I feel like I can get into it more quickly and finish most short stories in a quick read instead of having do devote countless hours to one story. For a writer I read pathetically little. I need to change this. I think it would, doubtless, improve my writing.
Just my random thought of the day. Happy Monday to everyone.
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