Tagged

Yes, I'm still alive. I've been focusing rather exclusively on my writing lately, and ignoring my blog. But I am out there signing occasionally, and participating in school visits. Not to worry. I haven't become encased in an ice tomb.

Apparently I have been tagged. This means I must reveal ten random things about myself. So here goes:

1. I love skiing. I hate falling, though. So I'm a little more cautious than I used to be, but you may see me weaving, and sometimes flying, down the slopes.

2. I'm volunteering in the school library this year--because I love books and kids and kids' books. Also because I've been cooped up in my house, writing, and the four walls are driving me crazy. It's been great fun, chatting with the librarian, cataloguing new books, and just being surrounded by stacks. Can you guess I'm a bookish person?

3. I grew up on a farm, but I have no pets. Okay, we did have rabbits, a hamster and some fish for a while, but now there's a void in the house. What will I fill it with?? I was thinking a polar bear.

4. Unlike Lizann, I love writing a first draft, drek or no drek, but I can't stand revising. Especially that Ghost in the Piano thing. I've redrafted it so many times that it seems to have lost its magic. First drafts possess a spark--the initial inspiration. Revisions sometimes lose their shine.

5. I learned how to use the snow blower this year. We already have six-and seven-foot banks on either side of our driveway, and this is only December. It wasn't as painful as I thought it would be. In fact, I enjoyed it so much that I can't wait to use it again. Weird, eh? Well, I suppose the allure will eventually wear off, particularly if this trend of snow dumps (not just storms) continues.