Today we had a snow storm, an ice storm and rain. What more can the weather bring--more from what I heard. I guess it's going to be a mess until tomorrow afternoon and then again over the weekend. We certainly are getting our fill of messy weather. It's the climate up north.
Although I spent most of the day inside because of the icy rain, I merely wrote something for the first chapter of Vengeance Is Mine. All the time I'm thinking about Saratoga Winter 1865, ideas come to me about the suspense and the historical gets cold. Strange how those things work. I guess if I want to do something on the historical, I should be writing on the suspense and vice-versa.