It feels that way, doesn’t it? Last week we had six inches of snow in less than six hours–today it was 80 F. Overnight, it seems, everything has come into bloom. The forsythia is out. The pear trees are forming blossoms. Redbud is beginning to dot the mountain forests. The trees are turning green right before your very eyes. Wild daffodils nod their heads alongside banks of periwinkle and phlox as you drive along the country roads.
Let’s not forget the baby animals gamboling along in the emerald green fields! Normally, I like spring–but it would seem this year we’re skipping it and heading straight into summer–my least favorite season.
Face it, if you sunburn easily, wear thick glasses, and have masses of hair that engulfs your entire head when the humidity is just right, like kudzu on a mountainside, well, summer is not the kindest of seasons to you. I like spring, though. Spring around here is cold rain and a lot of mud, becoming gentle breezes and mountainsides that remind me of a wise elderly woman dressed in a colorful shawl.
If there is one context in which I am looking forward to summer, it is in the fact that I’m close to releasing The Boys of Summer, and I can’t tell you how excited I am about that, as well as the upcoming events at Galacticon and ComicPalooza. There will be more details on both of these things in the upcoming weeks. I have to confess, I’m torn between wanting the time to pass quickly so these highly anticipated events will just hurry up and arrive already–and acknowledging that I have *far* too much to do between now and then to wish those days away.
Right now, I have an interview going on with Anne Barwell–do check it out! I love being interviewed! I love it when people ask me thought-provoking questions and I can just relax and play a little. 🙂 And for your viewing pleasure, have some lambs!
Did I mention there’s an excerpt from The Boys of Summer in my interview? Now that’s a good reason to skip spring!