I have concluded that these cold days serve a purpose. They remind me of the first two manuscripts I wrote about the Inupiat Eskimos and the North Slope residents. I had so much fun researching and writing them that winter didn't seem so long! Therefore, I have finally rationalized a reason to be accepting of the long, cold, sometimes snowy, short, dark days. Sanity is a fickle mistress.
Still waiting to hear from the editor on the 'Buffalo Hump' manuscript. I'm getting very excited about this project. I feel like a bull that wants to get out of the chute and kick up my heels!