Monday Morning: Here We Go

It is so cold today. There's snow coming down now, spiteful snow, a few handfuls at a time, here and there, just to prove that it can still fall if it wants to. Last night, I was full of grand plans and intentions; I've got thirty books sketched out, more or less - no reason I can't have that all written by March, right? And a short story every week, and of course, boring, mundane pays the bills work: I can do it all, if I fold time in just the right way.

I think I need Dr. Who's Guide to Temp...