I have committed to living one year in a home I have not yet stepped foot in. I have seen it only in pictures and videos, narrated by the man who found the space: my boyfriend Michael. There may be some women’s lib people out there who are a bit stunned or put off by this….
Category: Asheville
Judgement Days–Or Lack Thereof
Prior to my first Camino I spoke with a woman who had spent a week walking The Way. She stayed in hotels the entire time and had her pack ported from town to town. She was the first one to tell me that “Everyone does their own Camino.” During my Camino, I wrote an entire…
Happy Moments in 2014
I read that happiness really comes in moments. Following fellow writer Tara Lynne Goth’s lead, I thought it would be a good exercise to jot down those moments in 2014. I thought I’d get to thirty and then have to check Facebook for reminders of my year. But I got to 56 without any prompting, and it…
A Gift for Me? Why–Thank You!
The most popular question I get these days is, “Where are you?” The short answer: Schroon Lake, New York. Learning, yet again, to accept the generosity of others. In this case, a rent-free home with more bedrooms than I have holes in my head (visitors are very welcome!). I know many of you marvel at my…
An Update and a Thank You
“I thought maybe I got off your e-mail list somehow,” my former piano teacher told me today. “But then I went on your blog and saw you just haven’t written anything in a while. ” This is true. I’m not sure why I haven’t written. Not for lack of adventures–that’s for sure. So here’s a little taste of what…
Luck? I think not.
I should take showers more often. Not for hygiene reasons (I think life is entirely too short to waste so much of it on such a silly daily ritual). I’d take them more often for this reason only: it’s under that flow of water that I come up with some of my best writing ideas….
Monday Night (Asheville Style)
I lay on the chaise lounge of my screened-in porch reading a book while waiting for my friend Amanda to pick me up. We were headed to a fashion show and I was clad in jeans and sandals. The only “fashionable” thing I donned was a silky spaghetti strap top. I wondered if it was…
Falling
I’d done this once before: hooked myself up to ropes and carabiners and attempted to scale an indoor rock climbing wall. After that first class I thought perhaps I’d do it again–not for exercise mind you, but for the sculpted arms and flat stomach I’d always dreamed of. Unfortunately, rock climbing requires two people. And…
The Chinese Dragon
When I set out that morning, I didn’t expect my day would include a Chinese dragon looking up my skirt. But this is Asheville. One day, such things will come as no surprise at all. The idea, from Julia Cameron’s The Artist’s Way, is to have a weekly date with yourself. It had been months…
Control Issues
The music stopped and he let out a sigh, obviously not happy with his performance.”Have you done this before?” he asked. “No.” This was, in fact, my first-ever official waltzing lesson. “But you’ve danced before…” “Well, yes.” “I can tell,” he said. Was he complimenting me on my skills on a dance floor? My seventh-grade…
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