Michael smacked us. We were VERY lucky that a smack was all it was considering the havoc he wrought in Florida. Our county and town had downed power lines, dozens of downed trees, roads washed away and one death. Except for the death, which was grievous, it could have been so much worse.
On the uptick I got to meet the beautiful and talented Diane Wolfe. I have a couple of pictures I will post at a later date. I'd post them today, but my phone and I are on the outs. Since the power was off, the little demon went roaming. We are ignoring each other till my plan rolls over.
Diane was holding a Publishing 101 Workshop at the Wilkes CC. What I caught of it was extremely helpful, with lots of interesting factoids. I left before it was over since night driving and I don't get along much better than my roaming phone and I.
If you are looking for a publishing house, you might want to consider Dancing Lemurs. Diane does more advertising for her authors than any small press I've dealt with.
The butterfly bush was filled with four-winged moths that I'd never seen before. They resembled small Monarch butterflies with flat wings beneath the flutter wings. I would have taken a picture, but again, my phone and I are not on speaking terms.
When I lived in IL, I had a ho-hum attitude about moths. Maybe even a little enmity because they occasionally chewed on my clothes. But in North Carolina I've seen beautiful ones that rival butterflies.
So what about you? What were you doing last week? Did Michael affect you? I sincerely hope not.
FYI. If I seem a little slow at responding to blogs, I'm still very much engaged, I'm just trying to get some writing done. And--blush, blush--we've been binging on Once Upon A Time in the evenings.