My Version of Hell
Most have probably heard the Biblical description of hell: a place where the fire is not quenched and the worm never dies.
My version of hell is a bit different. Cold.
I like to inject humor into the things I write, both my books and my blog. But, honestly, I just don’t find cold or being cold funny.
Cold was funny when we were kids. My siblings and I would throw lemon drops across the frozen pond and watch our Great Danes slip, slide, and skate across the ice to snatch the candy. We laughed like maniacs as the poor long-legged beasts sprawled time and again on the ice. But now…that seems cruel, not funny. What if the ice had broken and the dogs had drowned? What if they had broken their legs or sustained permanent soft tissue damage? Of course, we were out there slipping, sliding and falling right…
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