I once wrote a book in a blizzard...

Let's say that there are no curve balls today. Let's say that the weather does what it does, but there is no power interruption , no nuthin' that would make our day difficult to manage. Let's say we have a perfect snowed-in blizzard of a day ('cause that's what we've got) and we can just hang out and hunker down...if we can do just that, I'm going to write a book today. That's right, a book, in a single day. Sure, I'm thinking just a kids book, for Zoey perhaps...artwork and all...and sure, that's not a massive leatherbound 80,000 word Iditarod OF literary sweat and strain, but it is a one day wonder...a four minute mile with pencil paper, computer, and creativity. Sounds fun, I think.

I don't have the first clue where I'd start, 'cept maybe by putting one foot in front of the other. The whole idea sounds better than daytime television. Maybe I'll start right here, right now with a simple sketch...then over coffee we'll have another idea, and then breakfast will bring a more detailed direction...by lunch we'll have something decent going, and then by the time Zoey lays down to nap we can really get busy with putting it all together. Before dinner, it'll look close to done. After dinner we'll get cruel with the editing, and by bedtime we'll have a story. It might not look as pretty as it possibly could, but it will be fun.

What else can a guy do when 50km winds and sideways snow have him pinned down in his own house? You can only play Jenga so many times before you hate that #$%^& game.