There’s a character in my new book.  She’s wild, impetuous, the kind of woman everyone takes notice of when she walks into a room, a woman who leaves a trail of heartbreak and destruction wherever she goes.  Her name? Sandy.

Yesterday, the real Sandy tried to sock my city in the eye.  She blew out the lights, ripped down some trees, and shut down the schools, but spared us the worst of her wrath. My kids will remember the day as one on which we played Monopoly, lit the beeswax candles we bought this summer, and wore pajamas all afternoon.  I know others weren’t so fortunate, and my thoughts are with them.  Take care, my friends. Wherever you are, I hope you are safe.

Liz Michalski


  1. Jan O'Hara (Tartitude) on October 30, 2012 at 10:14 pm

    Quite a different personality from Sandy in the movie Grease.

    Glad you and yours are okay. Tough times.

    • liz on October 31, 2012 at 1:23 pm

      Thanks, Jan. (And I’d forgotten all about THAT Sandy! I need to watch it with my kids someday soon…)

  2. vaughnroycroft on October 31, 2012 at 9:48 am

    Funny how days like that are so memorable. I clearly remember going into the basement as a family when I was young, during our midwestern tornado warnings. We’d wait them out in the rec-room, playing board games and ping-pong with the old record player playing, and the thunder booming in the background.

    So happy to hear you and yours are safe, Liz, and my thoughts are with those who suffered.

    • liz on October 31, 2012 at 1:22 pm

      I’m glad my kids will have pretty happy memories of the day (including no school!) but I know lots of people weren’t as fortunate. I can’t imagine tornado warnings, Vaughn — hurricanes are bad enough!

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