It's real winter here in St. Paul. The kind where you spend too much finger-numbing time scraping car windows and shovelling and saying to anyone who will listen, "Cold out, huh?"
This is the time to hunker down with some good reading material and some hot chocolate or red wine.
This weather makes us think--
Tell me a story. On a dark and stormy night. It all began when...
Teach me something. Amuse me. It might have been different if...
Here is a story the world has never known. This, I swear, is mostly true.
Read to me. Let me read to you. Let's just read.