Winter Blues is when I let my mind settle... watch old movies, read books that have been waiting and waiting to be picked up... and plotting
Yes, I'm writing again. Why can't I be rich so I could afford a assistant to write as I tell the story and then I could just critique it and PRESTO... a novel.
I have my really soft and warm socks on, cuddly housecoat, plotting notebook and book I'm reading... oh yes a cup of Arctic White hot chocolate and all afternoon to do whatever I want to do.
I do wish it was warm enough to ride but hey Spring will be here in two months.
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