Writing a novel, of course, skyclad – or at least clad in a few of the sun’s rays coming through the window. I woke up this morning to a temperature of -22C with a windchill dropping that temperature to -33C. Yes it is cold out there. However, cold weather outside doesn’t prohibit me from writing…
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