It is a blizzard outside my office window and the kid in me wants to be out there making snowballs. The writer in me says "What if it keeps snowing and snowing and we're trapped inside our house for weeks on end?" Actually I visited a school where the kids were trapped for a night because of a huge snowstorm. They had peanut butter sandwiches for supper and slept on the gym floor. My friend Marcia and I wrote a story about it called Dragons Don't Throw Snowballs. Of course, the school I visited didn't have a snow dragon outside, trying to get in. But the writer in me said, "What if . . . "