The Perils of snow! Yes, it’s true. I hate snow. I hate snow on paths, on roads, in carparks. But not on Christmas cards. That is the only place snow belongs. Not in Melton Mowbray in bloody November. Bah Humbug. About This Writer Thornton Sully administrator http://www.awordwithyoupress.com Thornton Sully has Jack Londoned his way across …
The Perils of snow!
Yes, it’s true. I hate snow. I hate snow on paths, on roads, in carparks. But not on Christmas cards. That is the only place snow belongs. Not in Melton Mowbray in bloody November. Bah Humbug.
About This Writer
administrator
http://www.awordwithyoupress.com
Thornton Sully has Jack Londoned his way across the globe sleeping with whatever country would have him, and picking up stray stories along with way. A litter of dog-eared passports that have taken up residence in his sock drawer are a constant temptation, but, as the founder in 2009 of A Word with You Press, dedicated to helping you tell your story persuasively and with passion, it’s not likely he will stray too far from the towers in Moscow, Idaho, unless it is to pursue women (actually, just one) in Prague or the Bohemian village of Ceske Budejovice in the Czech Republic. Authors who have sought his advice have won major awards, including the Pulitzer Prize, the Isabelle Allende Miraposa Award for new fiction, and the Best Poetry Award from San Diego Writers’ Awards.
“I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.” Thornton Sully, plagiarizing E.B. White
I got an idea: move to Oceanside! =D I’ll even let you sleep on the futon!
Arrg don’t tease us with that beautiful Oceanside weather! We must return there one day 🙂
I lived in the snow as a toddler, then when I went to school in Boulder. The first day it snowed, I jumped up and down like a 2 year old, and my bosses were wondering if they should have hired me after all. . .One said, “let’s see how long that lasts. . .” Well, the first year I was there, Boulder had the worst winter in over 30 years–and I got pneumonia. The second year wasn’t as bad, but despite the below zero temps and the wind-shield factor, it is rather pretty.
Blimey, I would definately like to stay on the right side of pneumonia! But I will just never be a snow lover, too bloody slippy…