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Showing posts from March, 2015

Winter Blues

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…