The Winter of Our Discontent · 2:10pm Jan 3rd, 2012
Dear Loyal Watchers, Interested Visitors, and Confused Passersby:
It's so very dark in my house.
I got all of the Christmas lights and most of the decorations down as well. Now, only the two Christmas trees remain. Two little islands of light that pierce the darkness of the night that now comes far too early and lingers late.
Last night my windows caught no glimpses of pools of illumination that cascaded down from my trees, from the nativity, from the blinking garlands that wrapped my doors.
Last night, it was dark.
I hate this time of the year.
Now... now we enter winter, the real winter. The winter that is cold, deep, and dark.
When winter is first born we are so wrapped up in other things that we can't really notice its arrival. But, as I stared out into the blackness that wrapped around my yard I knew that it had come, that winter had descended as certainly and resolutely as the few flakes that were drifting down to rest among the sleeping grass of my wet yard.
I'm still awaiting the first use of my snowblower. I probably should have oiled it up when the weather was still in the 40's, but now I shall have to shiver and shake as I drain it. Now I shall have to pull out the real winter clothes, the dirty browns and greys built for protection instead of style. Away goes any sense of wonder, enthusiasm. It gets packed away as neatly as the ornaments into their cases, back into the big plastic tubs that sit silently in the attic for eleven months of the year.
I don't know if I actually have Seasonal Affect Disorder, but, damn... I wouldn't be surprised if I do. I'm trying to put lights up wherever I can, finding things my grandmother made with her crafting abilities that illuminate, digging through things I haven't seen since I got home from college a decade ago. But, I still can't shake the feeling of tiredness behind my eyes, one that has been growing since the winter dawned.
Any suggestions?
I'm really behind on the writing, guys, and I'm sorry. I hope to have something out this month, I really do want to finish the ship-fic but it's not going well. I have two other stories burning at me as well.
I hope that I can get them done... but, it's dark, you see...
Stay Awesome,
-T.D.
wow. this is is more well written than most stories on this site. and its a blog post.
you rock. lol
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Dang, well, I'm usually good at waiting. Here's hoping that I can hold out until spring without dissolving into a unhappy lump!
It's interesting to see that other authors draw their inspiration from things that happen in their lives too. Heh, I can see comedies written under a black cloud could turn out less than satisfactory! Thanks for the advice!
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Heh, well... I try to do my best at whatever I put my hands to!
Thanks so much!
I myself consider following bears in their habits every winter (i know how you feel)
darkness usually isn't the real problem though, it's usually loneliness.
as for the rest: J'attends
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Heh, I hear ya'!