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Well, That Went as Expected...
Mar. 16th, 2021 09:05 am I got exactly ONE patron, despite a rather intensive social media blast and even having a couple of my more popular friends boost the signal.
Ah well, I tell myself that building a community may take time.
In other news, it snowed here.
Image: my front yard with snow covering a big maple, green lawn chairs and a table
This morning, as I went out to get my coffee and bagels, I was reminded of the opening scene in "Fargo," a movie with which I have a kind of love/hate relationship. I felt like some of the Minnesota stuff was played up a bit much (though, yes, we talk like that occasionally.) But, say what you will, that opening, which depicts a flat landscape where the sky is a slightly darker white than the snow-covered ground is exactly what it is like outside today here in St. Paul--without the flat. Least people from other parts of the world be confused, a lot of western Minnesota is flat like you see in the move, (though, FOR THE RECORD, Fargo is actually in North Dakota,) and like you imagine the Great Plains to be. However, St. Paul and Minneapolis are in the Mississippi River Valley and the landscape is very undulating and, in places, steep here. A river runs through it. And, as you go south of here, towards my hometown of LaCrosse, Wisconsin, you hit a section of country that the second Ice Age missed, the Driftless Zone.
My point, and I do have one, is that I found the grey on grey weirdly cozy this morning.
I should have been irritated because here it is the middle of March and we have enough snow on the ground that I needed to haul out my shovels, but... it just looked like the kind of day that, when you have nowhere you need to be, you can just pull out the fluffy blankets and snuggle under.
The roads are a slippery icy mess, however. I would not recommend going out in this, unless you have to. It's supposed to reach 40 F / 4 C either this afternoon or tomorrow, so it won't last. I feel bad for the folks in Denver, CO, who apparently got buried in snow.
My plan for the day is to work on a novella (space lesbians!) that I got stalled out on and then do some more outlining for the upcoming book.
Ah well, I tell myself that building a community may take time.
In other news, it snowed here.
Image: my front yard with snow covering a big maple, green lawn chairs and a table
This morning, as I went out to get my coffee and bagels, I was reminded of the opening scene in "Fargo," a movie with which I have a kind of love/hate relationship. I felt like some of the Minnesota stuff was played up a bit much (though, yes, we talk like that occasionally.) But, say what you will, that opening, which depicts a flat landscape where the sky is a slightly darker white than the snow-covered ground is exactly what it is like outside today here in St. Paul--without the flat. Least people from other parts of the world be confused, a lot of western Minnesota is flat like you see in the move, (though, FOR THE RECORD, Fargo is actually in North Dakota,) and like you imagine the Great Plains to be. However, St. Paul and Minneapolis are in the Mississippi River Valley and the landscape is very undulating and, in places, steep here. A river runs through it. And, as you go south of here, towards my hometown of LaCrosse, Wisconsin, you hit a section of country that the second Ice Age missed, the Driftless Zone.
My point, and I do have one, is that I found the grey on grey weirdly cozy this morning.
I should have been irritated because here it is the middle of March and we have enough snow on the ground that I needed to haul out my shovels, but... it just looked like the kind of day that, when you have nowhere you need to be, you can just pull out the fluffy blankets and snuggle under.
The roads are a slippery icy mess, however. I would not recommend going out in this, unless you have to. It's supposed to reach 40 F / 4 C either this afternoon or tomorrow, so it won't last. I feel bad for the folks in Denver, CO, who apparently got buried in snow.
My plan for the day is to work on a novella (space lesbians!) that I got stalled out on and then do some more outlining for the upcoming book.
