Every person who signs up for my newsletter gets a personal welcome. Some, it’s just that: a welcome. Others, it’s an excerpt from something I’ve written. Most, though, get a vignette I compose on the spot.
Reviewing them just now, I realized I could rearrange them to make sense as the introduction of a story. Almost.
… more … “My fiction newsletter signup — the official handwritten welcome note”
One month ago at this moment our yard was silent and white. A foot of snow covered everything, including the lake. The pines had a light frosting of white and the darker bark of the elms and walnuts stood out from it all.
Nothing moved. No sound but a tractor in the distance.
… more … “Contrast and Brightness”
Snow day. Light fluffy flakes, piling on the grass and houses and cars but not sidewalk or pavement.
Canceled plans to go out. It’ll be 50 degrees by midweek. No sense fighting the snow and ice on the van today.
Maybe I’ll spend the day in bed. Writing.