SS BC If you’ve seen the news, you know Georgia has frozen over. It doesn’t happen often, but when it does, it’s like the coming of the apocalypse. I’m a northern girl, so living in the south is hard for me. I struggle daily with built in jokes I’m not allowed to tell. My snow-country roots want to laugh at the utter lack of preparation in a major city like Atlanta. I want to tell them I learned to drive in the same amount of snow that shut down the entire metro area. I want to invoke the spirit of Bill Cosby and say I was forced to walk to school through snowdrifts that were over my head. Up hill. Both ways! I want to ask how much milk and bread do people really think they need for snow that will likely melt before the weekend. But the part of me living in the North Georgia Mountains wants to run to the grocery store and stock up on emergency rations just like the rest of the population. Okay, so my idea of “emergency rations” involves chocolate and wine, but really, one should always be prepared, am I right?

But even my northern girl brand of preparation hasn’t been enough. Our pipes have frozen three times in the past week. And yes, we left the water running. We did all the things you’re supposed to do, but they froze anyway. Then the septic froze. I didn’t even think that was possible, and yet it did. So for almost 24 hours we had no running water and no working toilets. And our ancient farmhouse has no insulation, so when the temperatures dip into the single digits, not even propane heat can take the chill off. We’re living like pioneers or something. It’s barely civilized!

But the one thing this brutal winter has taught me is that I am a survivor. No water? No problem. I have a package of baby wipes and six pack of root beer. So what if the temperature inside has dropped to 58 degrees. I have electric blankets and a really big dog (they don’t call ‘em three dog nights for nothing!) No cable TV? Eh, who needs MTV? I’m busy working on the sequel to Suddenly Sorceress and I really don’t need the distractions. So even being snowed in doesn’t bother me. I have cupboards filled with food. I even have chocolate frosting!

I can survive without just about anything, as it turns out.

As long as I still have the internet. I don’t think I’d make it through the day without that.

 

 

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ELD PictureAbout The Author:

After walking away from her career as a business banker to pursue writing full-time, Erica Lucke Dean moved from the hustle and bustle of the big city to a small tourist town in the North Georgia Mountains, where she lives in a 90-year-old haunted farmhouse with her workaholic husband, her 180 lb lap dog, and at least one ghost.

When she’s not writing or tending to her collection of crazy chickens and diabolical ducks, she’s either reading bad fan fiction or singing karaoke in the local pub. Much like the main character in her first book, To Katie With Love, Erica is a magnet for disaster and has been known to trip on air while walking across flat surfaces.

How she’s managed to survive this long is one of life’s great mysteries.

 

 

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