snow snow snow snow-snow!

Well, yes it is snowing. I stated that in my last blog, in a momeny of pure ecstasy. It was powdery and light, coating Rosie everywhere. She turned into an icebox instead of the sassy car she usually is.

We were in Ithaca, New York for awhile visitng Matt's friend Ben at Cornell. I have to admit that we did nothing but sleep until this morning, when we had an interview with one of the psychology professors at Cornell, Dr. Harry Segal. He spoke with us for almost two hours about narrative and the research he's done. I was fascinated as he spoke, to hear so psychology so simply put, and to hear someone speak about it who really seems passionate about the work that he does.

I think my favorite thing that he said involved basements. He said we all draw, when writing a story or narrative, from the basement of ourselves. Our earliest memories and encounters. Then we build on the basement, the first floor, the second, etc. until we are so far from the basement we don't quite remember what it's like, but we still have to use that foundation for our story because it is holding us up. His theory and his research shows that we use our earliest memories and feelings throughout our writings, and can even work through our problems in those writings. Writers block occurs because we begin to write about a problem that is especially difficult for us to figure out, and we can write no more about it until we figure out how to either solve the problem or discover the answer.

But we're in Rochester, NY now, visiting my brother and seeing, briefly, his world. We leave tomorrow for Boston.

And speaking of snow, if you'd like to make snowflakes online, as my mother LOVES to do, go to popularfront.com/snowdays.

There are also more pictures posted on our website-check them out!