And it's still overcast here. Currently, it's 38˚F, with a windchill of 31˚F.
Yesterday, I wrote 1,101 words on "Tupelo." On Facebook, I posted: "The new Dancy story, "Tupelo," has reached 5,000 words, and it's hardly started. I fear it's developed novella ambitions." Which is true. It's impossible for me to imagine this story coming in under 10,000 words. However, if I use SFFWA (Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America) standards, 10,000 words will actually only make it a novelette, a word I find somewhat precious and annoying. Anyway, I'm going to need several more days before the story is done, regardless of what you call it.
I haven't left the house since the 13th.
Right now, this is the world outside the Red Room:
Resistance, Peace, and Compassion,