It is, where I live. Already hitting the nineties in the afternoon and never below seventy at night.
I'm writing. Having a lot of fun with the menagerie at the apartment in Alabama, that's Community, and with Jo and Stoney in Melodic Redemption and I have an uncontrollable urge to toss out a chapter of Brenda and Kimberly.
I find it reassuring that only hours after I post a chapter of my stories they show up in the Top Twenty Download list.
And comments. I love the comments. I read some of them for the pats on the back. Others tell me that my stories make them happy, and yet others sound like they're as connected with my characters as I find myself.
And on the horizon, there are the beginnings of several more stories on the hard drive.