The snow has been falling here steadily most of the morning. It's been rather like large feathers falling (as if feathers would fall- they would more likely drift on the breeze- but you get my meaning. Whether they would eventually fall is another matter.)
I have been transferring what's left of my written material for my 'novel' onto Word. It takes a lot of time and effort. It is generally a rather boring task and I can spend no more than 15-20 minutes at a time doing it. I'm editing as I go along, making changes and rewriting bits here and there. I have written everything in longhand, using a pencil. I much prefer to write with a lead pencil as I can use a rubber to erase things. It makes it far more fluid. I just don't like to use a pen of any sort. I use an A4 punched pad of paper and then transfer the pages into a ring binder when they're filled up. That way I can interleaf notes and other sections of writing that are connected together. It also means that I can take the pages out of the binder when I word process a particular section and put the page near the computer as I write onto Word.
We don't have a working printer at present. We hope to get a Kodak printer eventually, as the ink cartridges are a good deal cheaper than other brands. Once we have the new printer I will print the pages that I've word processed out, double spaced, and read the 'hard copy' of the entire novel. I can proofread this copy and then alter the word processed version of the entire project.
As a result of all this work I've completely lost track of the time. The morning as go by so quickly and when I last looked at my watch it was 1.45.