Except in Anchorage, it gets cold, stays cold, gradually warms up, then stays warm. Here in Wyoming? The weather fluctuates wildly in the winter, and on top of that whoever was supposed to turn off the wind machine clearly forgot. Monday was sixty-five degrees warmer than Friday. SIXTY. FIVE. DEGREES. That is some bullshirt right there.
When world building or setting a scene, don't forget to include the temperature! It has a significant effect on characters, which you can use to your advantage. I challenge you to describe the temperature as perceived by your characters in a scene of your WIP this week.
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And finally, here is a funny poem about winter in Wyoming. The author is unknown, but every Wyoming-ite on Facebook has seen it about a hundred times:
It’s winter in Wyoming
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At twenty five below
Oh how I love Wyoming
When the snow is up to your butt
You take a breath of winter
And your nose gets frozen shut
Yes the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I’ll hang around
I could never leave Wyoming
‘Cuz I’m frozen to the ground!