Hey everyone. It’s been
a lovely week here at FarCrutch Productions.
We’ve been smacked hard in the face by Old Man Winter, who finally got
off his lazy ass and dumped close to 30 inches of the white stuff on the D.C. area last
Saturday. (Guess he was making up for
the 70-degree Christmas Day that had my allergies asking what the hell was
happening.) I got in my 6-month exercise
regime by shoveling the thigh-deep snow on front walk and back porch, which nearly
cause me to have a heart attack – take THAT, Richard Simmons, without a single note
of “Twisting to the Oldies.”
Well, maybe
a twist in the sacroiliac region that required me to swallow nearly ¾ of a
bottle of Motrin by nightfall, but hell, it was exercise. At any rate, I owe my lack of heart attack to
my loving husband and his robotic, complaint-free shoveling technique, as well
as our wonderful neighbor and his monster snowblower, after ours bit the dust.
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| Oh my GAWD! There's so much SNOWWWWWW! (*Smack* Get a grip, Richard!) |
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| That's a lot of white stuff. |
So after making paths all over the place so we wouldn’t be
floundering in clustered flakes, I made a nice pot of Canadian Maple tea and downloaded
a bunch of songs for a new playlist; with my stereo headphones firmly in place
and tea steaming in my big Tigger mug, I launched myself into writing
mode. Rya (currently enjoying the
delights of Florida) had dusted off the first chapters of Book 3, which we have
entitled “Dragon Resurrection,” added some updates, and sent them to me for
review and input before she left. Within
a few minutes, I was completely immersed in the next adventures of our
time-traveling heroines. We’re
hoping to get something out to you guys by springtime or early summer. We’ll keep you updated and we’ll post some
tidbits on our Facebook and Twitter pages as we move along. Until then, I’ll leave you with a quote from
Douglas Adams.
“Anything that
happens, happens.
Anything that, in happening, causes something else to happen, causes something else to happen.
Anything that, in happening, causes something else to happen, causes something else to happen.
Anything that, in happening, causes itself to
happen again, happens again.
It doesn't
necessarily do it in chronological order, though.”
No, it doesn’t. Stand by for something to happen, folks. It’s coming.
- Rebecca
