"You really should be cleaning the toilet."
"Your writing is not that good, it's self-indulgent to blog at all."
"You need to go cure cancer or something."
Sometimes it takes the earth moving to get me to move to my computer to write. So I baptized our little outbuilding my 'Writer's Cottage'.
Hmmmm... I' think, I'll go write. Come on in.
Cute, huh? My companion, Maggie awaits my hindquarters and my laptop.
Just below this sweet space, about 20 miles away is the epicenter of Virginia's biggest earthquake in history. I'm feeling the energy from the tectonic plates all up in my business. There were several recordable aftershocks - one at about 8 PM and another at 12:45 AM. I'm having a hard time NOT comparing great seismic s*x with this LITERAL earthmoving experience. Wouldn't it be nice if we all had aftershocks this often, this much later? (Mind is back in the cottage and out of the fault line/gutter.)
So, in this hiatus from posting, I have been to Colorado and back.
where I saw Beth finish her half ironman...
and an elk at Rocky Mountain National Park.
They are thrilled.
I started training for Richmond's Half Marathon (11/15), have been teaching a bit of Yoga, taking and practicing some Yoga, cut way back on my wine, reconnected with friends and loved ones, got back into my groove at work, survived an earthquake and claimed my cottage.
I'll be writing more from here from my heart. I hope you read it, I hope you like it and I hope you all experience aftershockingly good stuff.
We are now bracing for hurricane Irene. What natural disaster have you survived?