Snow is coming to the Willamette Valley! We could end up with 5-6 inches. Don't laugh, Kristi. That's enough to shut down the Portland Metropolitan area.
Already they're closing schools early and we have zero accumulation. Zero. Sure, the speck snow is beginning. But, come on.
I always wonder if weather is as big of story everywhere else as it seems to be here. Seriously, if the snow starts piling up, the news will commandeer every station and have "live" coverage, reiterating every closure, street snarl, and inch count. For hours.
Today's a random type of day for me--so I'm going to switch topics. Did you all see J.K. Rowlings revelations as to who should've ended up with who? And how she wishes she'd written the books a wee bit different?
Well, I always thought Hermoine should end up with someone else, but not Harry. I thought she should end up with one of the Weasly twins. Now, hear me out.
Hermoine would've been driven crazy by the antics of Fred or George. But he would've challenged her. And he could've lightened her up a little bit, unwind her tightly wound ways. It could've been fun to see Hermoine laugh in exasperation as the man she loved drove her nuts.
This last week, my daughters and I finally made it to see 12 Years A Slave.
What an awesome, yet unsettling movie. Chiwetel Ejiofer is heartbreaking. I've loved him since Love, Actually and Serenity. Even though he played the bad guy in Serenity, he did it with quiet conviction in what he was doing.
And he maintains that power throughout 12 Years.
Snow watch continues. It's moved up from speck snow to light snow blowing around in an East wind. Still no accumulation. I don't think it's actually hitting the ground, just swirling around in the wind.
Back to the Harry Potter revelation. There's been some internet chatter as to if writer's or readers "own" the story after publication. I'd say we all own it once we've experienced it. I rarely imagine characters as the descriptions the author's give them, but by the personalities they give them. Does that make sense? Maybe I'm not a visual person--hence the lack of description in my first drafts.
Hey, Look! The snow is beginning to stick. Time for hot chocolate.