--I have been enjoying people's Facebook pictures of snow and sleds and cozy fireplaces. I am all too happy to admit that although the pictures make me feel a bit wistful, I am glad not to have to deal with snow.
--We had record rainfall amounts yesterday. I got soaked several times yesterday as I made my way through errands and parking.
--I had a good day for writing feedback--in the morning, I met my writer friend for our short story exchange--she's writing a remarkable series, and I always look forward to seeing what she does with the theme. She always delights in my work, so it's a treat in many ways. I know that I wouldn't have written as many short stories as I have in the past few years if we didn't have these reading/writing commitments to each other.
--She's currently reading A Tale of Two Cities and in love with Dickens again. I suggested that we both read Hard Times next. I looked at my bookshelf, and while I have hung onto many volumes by Dickens, and while I have had several versions of Hard Times, I no longer have even one. Happily, it should be easy to find a copy.
--In the evening, I found out that I didn't win one of the book contests to which I sent my collection of poems. But I got a wonderfully encouraging note from the editor.
--I have often wondered if I'm just fooling myself, if my manuscript isn't as ready as I think it is (and often, my thoughts spiral down from there). But yesterday's note made me feel my manuscript is in good shape, and that eventually, it will find a home.
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