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Our world has been a snow-filled winter wonderland for the past week. Everywhere you look the views are incredible. Normal sounds of life are muted while the light is dazzling on new fallen snow. Everything looks clean and bright.

As a kid, I couldn’t wait for it to snow. Snowfall meant the chance that normal life stopped. School was cancelled, parents stayed home from work, no sports, no homework, no plans. The street was blocked up at the top and became a sledding hill. Flattened cardboard boxes and old inner-tubes were almost as fast as the store-bought sleds. Snow angels and snowmen appeared in front yards. Snow forts and stock-piled snowballs gave rise to legendary snowball fights. Magical.

There is another side to the snowfall. Seattle has a reputation for a different form of precipitation, and no one here seems to know what to do when it snows. Even with the first glimpse of a snowflake on Friday, the stores were emptied of milk, bread and bottled water. Businesses and schools closed at noon and the cars, trucks and buses filled the congested streets for hours like local spawning salmon navigating the waterways towards home.

I wondered what prompted such action among so many people. It seems that snowfall is both beautiful and terrifying. Inducing awe and fear. Truthfully, reality is probably somewhere in the middle.

We need to plan ahead and be prepared for difficult things like winter storms. Food, security, warmth, shelter: these are all crucial to survival. So are laughter, spontaneous play, and unexpected family time. A fun blog post titled “10 surprising health benefits of snow” is insightful.

We can’t do anything about it anyway, so we should figure out a way to bundle up, relax and enjoy the break.

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Announcing that I have finished a book with the working title of “The Fairy Fort.” I am currently pitching it to publishers. Keep checking back to watch the progress of my newest novel.

Here is a quick glimpse of the story.

Sarah Doherty is an 18-year-old living in rural Ireland at the tail end of the Great War. Plagued by severe epilepsy, she is protected by her parents and lives a sheltered, secluded, lonely life. The Fae, local Irish fairies, interfere with her life. She falls forward a century in time through the local fairy fort of standing stones. She had a seizure in 1918 and woke up in 2020. The 21st century world includes life-saving prescriptions, physical comforts and the independence and freedom she seeks. The locals are welcoming and Andy Mclaughlin, a handsome young historian, is intriguing. She doesn’t want to return home.

Then a letter arrives from Boston divulging the story of Sarah and Andy’s lives that are deeply entwined in the previous century. They are not yet in love but as they seek to verify the letter through online resources, they feel a growing obligation to their unborn family and to each other. What would happen to their posterity living in Boston if they don’t return to 1918? Even if they do make it back, her parents can never know what happened to her or that would change everything.

This Young Adult time-travel romance explores the question: Do we have the freedom to make choices or is free will an elaborate illusion?

This is my third book. I love reading time travel romances. I am an advocate for epilepsy awareness because my 43-year-old son has intractable epilepsy. As a genealogist specializing in Irish research, I live part of the year in the village where the story is based. I wrote the book to help young adults understand that difficult situations can change your life. Sometimes miraculously.