Behind the scenes of Stormy Weather.

 Happy snowy Tuesday, my friends. Yes, you heard that right. It’s a snowy day here at Chez Munder. I spent a lot of time on my phone’s weather app yesterday, checking out the snowfall predictor and hour by hour forecast and comparing it with the view outside my window. Because, honestly, the technology is pretty darn cool and I’m not just talking about the background image on the app which has little snowflakes coming down.

 The advancements that allow hour by hour forecasts and the accuracy of the various models is fascinating, and I only wish I had known, way back when, that predicting the weather was a career choice. I don’t know about your school’s guidance program but the less said about mine, the better.

 A gal I  used to work with often complained about her husband’s enjoyment of The Weather Channel, because, in her mind, only old people watch the weather forecast for fun. Ouch. There wasn’t anything sexy about the weather or the guys on television talking about it. Their suits were bad, their jokes were worse, and where, she questioned, was the adventure with all the math and science needed?

 Her complaints and the timely realization there was a National Meteorologist’s Day (now sometimes called National Weatherperson’s Day) sparked my novella, Stormy Weather, published by JMS Books, LLC. I wanted to challenge her opinion of a television meteorologist and give the much-maligned career a happy, sexy ending that might make a reader smile when they turned on their evening news and saw their own, local forecast. The research needed was just a fun bonus. One of those writerly perks that come along with the job and it was fun to share bits and pieces with my readers.

 What’s the weather like in your neck of the woods today, and, more importantly, are you a weather geek like me?