We’re supposed to get a few inches of the white and fluffy stuff today. I hope we do. It’ll be several more inches up in the higher elevations, but down here it should be just enough to look really pretty but not so much that we can’t get out of our driveway.

Other than that, writing writing writing. Almost done with The Book. And still contemplating “fabulous reality”, because that is what I try very hard to create in every book, in every scene. Fiction is not real, but the story should feel emotionally true, true from the character’s perspective, and should have its own reality that is grounded in believable detail. If the scene is fully realized, vividly imagined and carefully described, the reader can vividly imagine it, too. I’m not talking about pages of scenery description, but those grounding details that capture a moment and bring it to life.