Sunny today. Birds. Air sweet through my open office window. Outside, so I am told, it is 66˚F, which I get the impression I ought feel guilty for not appreciating. I'm told, just look out west. Though, yesterday in Wisconsin, from Fond du Lac to Madison, temperatures rose as high as 82˚F. This in advance of a May winter storm. I keep looking for ( Read more... )

We saw a little summer, and now cold spring has wrapped itself about us once again. Today, we'll be lucky to see 71˚F (currently a balmy 66˚F), and the skies are overcast. And I know, now, that the next six months are going to be the busiest of my whole writing career (well, thus far, so the busiest in nineteen years). Busy is good. Busy is work. ( Read more... )