I have a marvelous recipe for groundhog if yours didn’t come up with the right prognostication. I still think the best way to deal with winter is to go where it’s warm, but I’m counting on all my friends to have swept it away by the time I get home.
Last year it snowed the third day I got back.
Got my annual sales report yesterday, and overall I’m quite pleased. But I’m particularly pleased about how well Two Irish Lads is still doing. I somehow knew The Lads would be lucky. I felt it when I was writing their story.
Coming of Age on the Trail is coming along quite well (four full pages yesterday, 2,400 words). It’s a much different story, rugged, more dramatic, but it is probably my best writing yet. I’m going to enter it into some literary competitions–or hopefully I can find a publisher who will do it for me.
The weather continues to be super–two months of sunshine and 70-dgree temps, but drastically short of rain. I don’t believe we’ve had more than 1/4-inch of rain since I’ve been here. There have been some serious brush and forest fires, too.
It’s hard to believe I’ve been here two months, already. It would probably seem longer if I had to put up with winter’s gloom. Misery always seems longer.
Until next time,
Gerry
