I present you, my peeps, Bennett Charles, fierce explorer of all things unknown! He recently braved the cold, cold, oh-so-COLD, world of ice. His destination: Mommy.
Bennett had to save her from the snow monster – even though it was one of her own creation (but that’s a different story). With cool determination he bravely stepped into the snow storm that whirled through the Alexander back yard to get to her. Failure was NOT an option. After all, who’d prepare his breakfast if something awful happened to her?
Bennett totally makes me smile!
Snow in our part of the Pacific Northwest isn’t very common. Oh, sure, it might actually dump snow, but it’s generally too warm to hang around. Which is partly why last week’s storm was such a blast! (I can say that now that the snow’s gone!)
Despite the amount of work I had to get through over the weekend, I had to take the opportunity to make a snow blob. Really, it was supposed to be a snow man. Only, this batch of snow was too dry, which meant that the snow wouldn’t hold together, which meant that instead of a huge ball, I ended up with a cone-like thingy, which meant that Frosty wouldn’t likely materialize.
Anywho, after a couple of hours it was time for a glass of wine. (Priorities, you know 😉 ) And that was when I’d also decided the blob was as good as it was going to get.
What do you all think?
Does it snow in your part of the world? What do you do for fun when it does?
Hello and welcome to Wordy Wednesday!
It snowed in my part of the world. And it hasn’t melted yet. Something our area isn’t used to seeing. Or driving in. Which means that schools have been shut down since last Friday. Yep. Lucky me to have nieces at home and suffering from cabin fever by day two. . .. And also lucky me for not having to stay home with them. 🙂
This pic comes courtesy of a drive to the office yesterday.
It was so pretty I had to stop a moment and just take it in. By the end of the week this will all be gone. . ..
So, writer-peeps, is there a scene your muse can spin together from this pic? Where’s the hero/heroine off to? Are they excited or ticked that they’ve got to go through snow to get there? Would any weather stop them?
Recently, I made a trip over the mountains and through the woods to Grandmother’s house. . ..
Sorry, no. Snippets of that childhood song somehow entered the brain this morning and refuses to leave! Seriously, through the snow and ice and white knuckle driving — I grew up on Guam, remember? — I had to stop and take some pictures of the scenery. So pretty! And part of the distraction as I tried to concentrate on keeping my vehicle on the sanded part of the road AND avoid uber-crazed drivers who decided my 25 mph speed was too slow.
The other part of the distraction was a scene in my current project that involves snow. Of course, my muse decided to choose that long stretch of roadway to deliver some interesting ideas on how the scene could be better developed. Sigh.
We have such a love-hate relationship. She loves to torment me and I hate when she does. And all because she stays in the basement smoking cigars and playing beer pong even when I beg for help, and then she chooses the strangest times to impart wisdom. Like driving through the tail end of a snow storm.
Needless to say, I didn’t jot those ideas down right away. I’m sure I’d forgotten some of it by the time I reached my hotel room, but what I did remember sure made sense to me. So I guess I should thank her, huh?
Has your Muse dropped a nugget of story magic on you at a strange time? How did you record it?