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Dustin LindenSmith

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more snow, more work

We're getting our third major snowfall in 7 days here, and with the high winds that have been blowing for the last 20 hours, both of our vehicles are surrounded by hood-high packed drifts. It honestly has begun to feel like we live in Inuvik or something, for the amount of snow we've been getting. The wind, too, is relentless; imagine gusts of up to 70 mph all day long, and all night long. It shows no sign of abating, but the forecast calls for this to die down sometime this afternoon. Then, I suspect, will begin an approximately 2-hour shoveling session to free ourselves from the drifts.

That brutal project I started a few weeks ago is still ongoing. I worked steadily through a 10-day visit from my brother-in-law and his wife, and I've kept working since they left last week and hope to be wrapped up with everything sometime today. I've thought that I'll be finished "today" about 6 times since I started this project though, so I'm not holding out on that. Frankly, I feel like I've lost control of the thing. It's like a wild horse or something.

The project has been interesting in one sense, though. Yes, I've learned lots more about how to get the most from Microshaft's fairly shitty and uncustomizable graphing program, but in addition to that, I've learned that I probably never want to do this kind of work again. I had thought, late last fall, that I would continue to do the odd research project that came my way in between my fiction writing work, but I've since revised that plan. I need to give my full attention to writing and to music instead. This kind of stuff is a far too intense distraction from that. Plus, I've quite ceased to enjoy it anymore. No matter how pretty my charts and graphs look in PowerPoint.

I'm really looking forward to seeing Jerry this week. And a week from today, I'll be on a plane for Calgary to visit family for 2 weeks. When I return from that trip (I promise to myself!), I'll begin writing and music full-time. It shall be sweet.

By the way, I just read one of the best novels I've ever read. It's called As The Crow Flies, by Ann-Marie MacDonald. She's an excellent Canadian writer, but this book was really tremendous. I'd like to write more about it later.