The Pen is Mightier than the Winter

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.”  

Oh my GAWD!  There's so much SNOWWWWWW!
(*Smack* Get a grip, Richard!)

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.

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 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