I've talked to my mom on the phone twice now since the accident and she sounds well. Indeed she is surrounded by good care and family down in Arizona. My brother has been good at sending updates.
After submitting a bunch of stories electronically over time, I sent a story through the post office. And guess what I did. I forgot about sending a SASE with the story for a response. Color me embarrassed.
Since the short story workshop I've been writing at a glacial speed or not writing at all. I think it's because I let inertia set in. Taking a day or two off is fine, but beyond that I'm just asking for trouble.
We are now officially in cookie baking and pumpkin pie-eating weather.
I've been biking to work since April--5.75 miles each way for a total of 11.5 miles per day--and I hope to continue through the fall and winter. Through the rain, wind, and any frost we might get.