I’m ready for it to snow.
If this year is like last year, it means I’m ready for it to only snow an inch-and-a-half by the first week of February, then make the season’s only snow angel on the front lawn, wearing just a tee shirt, sweatpants, and bedroom slippers. But for this year, what I mean is, I’m ready for it to blizzard; blizzard so hard that it takes an hour to walk the 5 blocks from my front porch to the Dunkin Donuts on the corner of Middle Country Road, if I feel like going out at all.
Because this year, what I really want, is to sit, in my cushy blue writing chair, laptop open on my legs and glaring in my eyes, to write the world away. Write this world away.
To write another world into existence.
This is a question for all who have read, and maybe written, through this month of November with me. What do YOU want to write, AFTER November ends? Leave your answers in the comments. Let’s make this the beginning of what comes after. When we all can write another world into existence.
Talk to you tomorrow.
William S. Friday 
This one made me emotional, on top of an already emotional day, but the emotionality this post elicited was the better kind. The kind that makes me feel less alone on heavy days. That kind making me want to write about gratitude for the most mundane of things and how that’s a way of self care.
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You truly never know what kind of response you’re going to get when you sit with your thoughts and write, huh? Or comments. Your comments were kind, as well. Thank you for them, D.
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“Let’s make this the beginning of what comes after. When we all can write another world into existence.” I love that! I don’t know what to write next. I have three novel manuscripts coming to me to edit in December, so my head will be jammed with them. I’m also on the 3rd-4th draft of my own novel, due back from a developmental editor any minute. And I did sign up for an NYC Midnight short fiction challenge early in Dec.
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If you want blizzards, I hope you get them so you can sit in your cushy blue writing chair and write. May they skip MI and IL because driving in blizzards sucks even though they are beautimous. Yay for snow angels.
I have paper and pens to write about what was mentioned in earlier comments. I picture the whatever escaping with the ink and running in between lines and margins, but the stage fright is strong, so that’s as far as they will make it.
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There’s a possibility I’ll be sharing the newest written words in Michigan, in May. I won’t be driving there 🤣
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Probably for the best.
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