A dark and stormy… day

It is a deluge outside. These were the kinds of days I liked best when I was a kid. There’s something about a sheet of rain cutting me off from the world at large that makes me feel cocooned and more creative. It’s almost the same way that I feel at night when the mysterious darkness prompts me to make up a story and fill out all the things my eyes can’t see. It may be that “it was a dark and stormy night” came out of the same feeling. I like thinking I’m in the company of greats… Bulwer-Lytton, L’Engle, Snoopy…

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