As I write this post, there is a crow sitting on our garbage cans, which are at the road for trash pickup. It appears the crow has found something tasty in the garbage. It strikes me as a little surreal, because it's March 6th, the temperature is minus five, and we have 4-5 foot snow drifts outside. And yet we have a bird out there dining on the garbage. The crow just seems out of place. Maybe it's a sign spring is finally coming.
We have roofers coming today to clear all the snow and ice off our roof. The ice is beginning to make a number of unsettling noises, like a ship getting ready to break apart and sink beneath the waves. Or at least that's how I imagine it. Like a lot of people in Western New York, we have wound up with ice dams and the resulting leaks they cause.
There are far worse weather situations than a harsh winter, but after forty-two winters, I've never been more ready for spring to arrive.
On the writing front, the first book in the Gray Man series is ready for proofreading. I've been tweaking it a bit before my first reader/proofreader looks it over. I'm about seven thousand words into the second book. It might be a trilogy, or possibly four books. I like the idea of writing a series, and I'll likely be doing more of them in the future. I think readers enjoy investing in them, as well. I've seen this with The Dead Land Trilogy (my zombie books). They've become by best selling titles and when I was in the midst of writing them, I had readers asking when the next book was coming out.
So to recap: winter bad, series good.