Call me Mama Bear, because I’m snoozing the winter away…
Not a hibernation like in years past, though. This new living situation we’ve chosen has once again proven to have unexpected benefits. Since our kitchen is small, I can’t stock up on groceries, so I need to go out and face the world at least every few days. Add in our homeschooling friends about 60 feet away, and awesome neighbors about 6 feet away, and I have a hard time retreating into my Salinger-esque solitude of days past.
So while I’m having a hard time most days getting out of my jammies, I don’t feel myself sliding down the dark abyss. And according to a recent family poll, now that we’ve conquered most of our minor winter discomforts (dehumidifiers ROCK), no one is in any hurry to stop our camping experiment.
As far as editing my novel, I’m currently stuck on a particularly persnickety plot point (huge back-story dump related by one character over coffee), but I’ve recently joined a new writing website, and I’m planning to pick some brains in the very near future if I can’t figure this out on my own.
That’s about all I have for an update, my dear pair of readers… *grin*
Feel free to shout out!