February 2, 2010
In Which I am not Killed by Yetis
Hello! Did you miss me? I missed you. Let’s hug it out.
If you are wondering where I have been, no, I did not fall off the earth. OH WAIT, YES I DID! I drove up a mountain to an isolated cabin and literally fell right off the earth into a mountainous snowhole and couldn’t get the car out of it while an enormous blizzard swooped down from the Rockies and buried the house.
Upside: We brought liquor.
More upside: I got about 18,000 words of my new novel drafted.
More upside: We were not killed by yetis.
It is Tuesday, so even though not being killed by yetis is not actually about fitness, I blogged the retreat events inarticulately and in tandem with Lydia over at Five Full Plates. Lydia says the word “yoga.” I say the word, “roll.” (MMMM, ROLLS.) So that seems topical enough.
Well I'm glad you survived your adventure and came away with all those words to show for it too!
Posted by: Heather at February 2, 2010 9:16 AMi am so glad you were not eaten by yetis! where would i find anything comparable to you??!!!
Posted by: Judy at February 2, 2010 11:45 AMYou wrote 18,000 words in a weekend? What is that, 72 pages? Wow. You are like a speed-writing, yeti-defying, blizzard-braving machine.
Posted by: Holly at February 2, 2010 2:22 PMAnd might I add how downright skinny you look in that pic.
Posted by: Linda J at February 2, 2010 3:13 PMGlad you were just on retreat and not, as I pictured in my mind, reclined swooning from ongoing severe anemia. On a fainting couch. You just don't see enough fainting couches these days...
Posted by: Jill W. at February 2, 2010 3:45 PMYay you're alive! Yay, you have an orange cat! (I'm still mourning the demise...) Yay! Another blog!
Posted by: JulieB at February 2, 2010 7:38 PMP Est: I'm trying Pilates. I don't move like everyone else, and I notice mucho fat rolls scrintching up together. Maybe I'm doing it wrong??
Posted by: JulieB at February 2, 2010 7:39 PMI puffy heart the Good Cat.
Posted by: Nikki at February 3, 2010 2:13 AMAnd here I thought you were still curled in a ball, all traumatized by the Holiday Inn thing.
Posted by: Brigitte at February 3, 2010 6:53 AMWell, something productive came out of being "Snowed In." Many people have to go away to write for a spell, you were a captive audience. I'm glad you didn't just drift.
Posted by: Sunnymay at February 3, 2010 4:59 PMRetreat? Liquor? 18,000 words?
I wanna be you when I grow up.