I know, but they’re the closest fit to the quote that I have here on the farm. Watch ’em at supper time and tell me what you think.
It’s February, that time of the year when winter and spring take turns tormenting us with Seasonal Bi-Polar Weather Mood Disorder. It involves shedding, itching, and wearing layered shirts over sunburned skin. The Corgi-men are totally immune.
One more week has passed in Submission Limbo and I continue to hold that somewhere, someone is being wowed with my manuscript–unable to put it down, missing meals, and lost in our story.
In the meantime, I’m on a snow day, too distracted to read, but hungry for that good kind of literary meat just the same. What’s on your plate that you can’t put down?