For the past few days, it’s been cold and rainy. Pretty normal for these parts, it’s our usual winter in south Louisiana. Today was a treat. It snowed! Not a few flakes, but a real flurry, with snow on the ground. Enough to take pictures—here’s the proof—kind of snow. For all of you up north that deal with snow every year, I know this means nothing. For us, who get snow every twenty years or so, it’s a big deal.
My ten-year-old granddaughter has never seen the stuff. Unfortunately, she was at school all day, missing out on the magic of white flakes falling from the sky. There’s still snow on the ground, but it doesn’t look as pretty as it did earlier today. We had a snowball fight, neighborhood kids joining in, so she managed to get in a little bit of fun time.
Now, I’m inside, where it’s warm and cozy. The Christmas tree is lit up, as is the smaller Saints tree on my desk. Holiday music by Pentatonix and Trans-Siberian Orchestra is playing on Pandora. As soon as I finish this blog I’m getting in a few words on my WIP. I know I won’t get a lot done, but I’m determined to at least get a chapter or two in before I have to return to work. I’ve been itching to get back to the story.
I’ve also been busy promoting my holiday release, Save the Last Dance. The reviews are starting to come in, and it’s like getting Christmas gifts early. I love to hear that readers enjoy my stories. It encourages me to keep going. If you haven’t read it yet, be sure and grab your copy. https://tinyurl.com/y7gpzuta
Curl up with a good book on those cold nights, and enjoy the holidays!
Till next week,