By Pat Cunningham
This one couldn't wait for Monday, and since Thursdays are usually open ...
On Monday a massive thunderstorm -- wind, rain, lightning, the works -- hit our area. The TV news reported a possible tornado had been spotted and was headed straight for Ephrata. People living in mobile homes were advised to abandon them and find sturdier shelter. Since I live in a mobile home, and the last big wind storm knocked over a tree that missed crushing my bedroom by roughly 5 inches, I decided to take the weatherman's advice.
So I fled into the rain. What did I take along for safekeeping? The printout copy of my latest manuscript. I worked too long and too hard on the damn thing to leave it to the wind. Where did I go for safety? The library. Where else does a booklover go?
I'd say this proves I'm a writer. Though not a very good one: I left the laptop behind. Hey, I wasn't about to risk it getting wet in all that rain, even with a carrier bag.
(For the record, the house was fine when I got back. I lost a 20-year-old clock/radio to a power surge, and lightning fried my phone's answering machine, but that was it. I've got a new answering machine and I'm back in business. Now, if I could just get the elves to edit my stories for me ... )