Writer’s Cramp….

I’m spending the rest of the winter up in the woods, not really doing anything. I could take walk but the snow is now above knee deep headed for an enlarged waist line. Most of our mornings you can cut your breath with a knife and it tickles down deep. Then there is reading to pass the time of day but I’ve read most of my books on the shelf twice. The only one I tried and didn’t get anywhere with was Doctor Atkin’s Diet Book that was a bomb anyway.

I tried pen and ink drawings but it’s going to take sometime getting my eye for things back and I’ve noticed my hand is a bit shakier. So what’s left for those with a little time and a pinch of imagination? Answer… rewriting the great American novel. Several months ago I started on this path. It was a lofty goal and a pretty tough one for someone who took college composition three time before passing with a D+ and I was thankful for that. The only way I passed was getting outside help from Ames, Iowa.

What’s the subject of my novel? Why, growing up in the heartland in the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s. And if that’s not enough to put one to sleep some of the characters will. It will be quite some time before it’s available at Barnes and Noble for I am having writer’s cramp at the present time, or maybe was it’s last night’s chili?