"Delay is natural to a writer. He is like a surfer—he bides his time. Waits for the perfect wave on which to ride in. He waits for the surge (of emotion? of strength? of courage?) that will carry him along." (E.B. White, The Paris Review Interviews, 1969)
And Thus it Snowed
Don't know about you, but we're getting a healthy dose of snow. Should help the ranchers and farmers around here.