Rain Woes

For all that know me, you know I love the rain, and it's been raining nearly nonstop for a few weeks now. I love the way it cleans the air, and the way the marshland streams swells to small ponds and the cranes wade through on long, spindly legs. I love the swirl of a storm through the wind chime outside my office window.

Rain is perfect for almost all my hobbies and work. What better weather is there for writing? (Why do you think so many authors live in Seattle?) What better weather is there for reading?

Of course, all this joy for the weather hinges on a vital factor: being safe and warm, and for reading and writing, inside and dry. It's a very crucial factor, in fact, especially if said writing is being done on a computer. (Though I suppose paper doesn't fare much better in rain than a computer, but at least there's no fear of electrocution.)

Yesterday, I woke to the sounds of water dripping from the roof onto my ceiling. I tried to fool myself into believing that I was hearing water dripping outside. I wasn't. There's a discolored stain across my bedroom ceiling. Maintenance men are coming today to assess the damage and repair the roof. Later they'll be by to fix the ceiling. What a pain, though fortunately it's not as bad as it could be.

To distract myself from my wet woes, I've been reading--I'm over halfway through The Warded Man and I see why it's getting so much acclaim. It reminds me a bit of early Robert Jordan, Wheel of Time novels.

If you also need a distraction, there's a new NON author interview up: This week, we interviewed Ken Scholes about his first novel, Lamentation, which is also the first book in a series. When Orson Scott Card is praising your debut fantasy novel, you know you've written something fabulous. Check it out at NON.