Thanks so much to so many of you who downloaded free stories yesterday. What took me by surprise was that the overwhelming favorite of the day was “Beneath the Winter Weeds,” the story I wrote last January. I suppose I had thought that people would be more interested reading about summer during this second (or is it third?) cold snap.
Perhaps fiction isn’t truly an escape from reality so much as it is an exploration of reality.
In case you were curious about what Michigan has been like the past few days, here’s the Lake Michigan lakeshore:
Be sure to watch the whole thing so you can see how this photographer found shelter from the storm.
This morning it’s cold (-10 on the thermostat–that’s -23 celsius for my international friends) and sunny and definitely the sort of morning that Valerie Steele might head into the woods to make her discovery…
One thought on “Arctic Blasts and the Reason for Fiction”
Thank you so much for sharing!
Comments are closed.