I swear… I’m really not as technically challenged as I seem. *steps to the left to avoid lightning bolt*
I actually have this amazing friend who is my computer Saviour. Unfortunately, as inconvenient as it proves to be, he also has a life. While I’d love nothing better than to sit the man down, hand him a drink, and explain how important I am, I’m not really sure it would make a difference. Well, perhaps in the placement of my lower jaw…
As such I tend to put off a lot of my tech work for those “innocent” moments I can “randomly” muse over how much trouble I’m having with something while he’s around, and then hope he just offers to do it.
So if something seems off with the site I beg you, please let me know and I will do my best to have him fix– err… I mean to try and fix it.
I have a story to tell you. (Who — me? Tell a story? Bizarre, isn’t it?)
My partner and I bought the house we own now in December, 2008. We left behind a much smaller, right-in-the-middle-of-town property and we were glad of it. Unfortunately we also left behind this fantastic moonflower that had taken over most of one corner of our entranceway. We didn’t put the house up until far too late to get any seeds from the plant and to be completely honest, probably wouldn’t have thought of it regardless. Neither of us are, shall we say, gardening masterminds. And if you read that as both of us are too damn lazy to spend hours on our knees in the dirt– err… well, for the sake of gardening anyway… then you would be correct.
I missed it though. Yes, I know – it was just a plant. But it truly was the only thing we could ever grow without issue, it was beautiful and we had this running joke about how the blooms turned their faces towards our house to keep an eye on it overnight. I missed it so much in fact, that I used a reference to it in the new novel (October 17th, LT3 Press, be sure to check it out).
It was the end of May that novel reached fruition and was accepted. It was the beginning of June, not even two weeks later, that I headed out to continue the process of yanking weeds from between the bricks of our back walkway (trust me, interlock looks great… but damn it’s a pain in the proverbial ass) and there, right in the middle of the jumble of rocks that make up our new “gardens” (ROCK gardens – who knew?!), there he was. This wee three inch self-seeded sprout. A moonflower.
Now, I probably give far more kudos to the whole ‘universal intervention” thing than I should. But I’m not gonna lie… I thought that was all kinds of cool. (It’s not like there’s a lot of moonflower seeds just drifting on the wind as far as I can tell.) It seemed to me like it was Mother Nature’s nod to the creation of the words, her approval with the inclusion of the moment in the story.
Call me crazy… (actually? I’m a little self-conscious in groups, so please don’t…) but I find those random acts of the Universe pretty damn inspiring and supportive.
If you have your own stories about the Universe offering kudos, rewards, reminders or even a good sharp kick in the ass, I’d love to hear about them. Leave a comment or send me an email. Let’s share 😄
Otherwise, until next time…
Wee Dude (June, 2012) Getting there (July, 2012) In Full Bloom (August, 2012)