MySpace a place for friends

I live in the mountainous desert, in a MAGICAL CASTLE, on the Mexican border. There, in paradise, I never leave my wonderland, stay home and write stories. The castle has its own lure, and people come to me. Every month or so I have some sort of event there, so I don't become incapable of publicly flapping my lips.

Or I did, until I came to visit my mother in New Jersey for a week, during which time her cancer returned and I never went home. That was in the Fall of 2005. During that time I made wonderful cyber friends on MySpace, and they saw me through everything. I became a blog fanatic, wrote about it all, they kept reading it, and held my hand the whole time. I call them my SpaceBabies.

My mother died in August of '06. But I got stuck back East, both emotionally and physically. My plan had always been to drive home, slowly, meeting many of my SpaceBabies for the first time along the way. I was supposed to leave on my SpaceBaby Road Trip on April First, 07, but in March I got an early April Fool's trick played on me: severely broke my foot in a fashion accident (platform shoes), it kept refusing to get better, so I still didn't leave.

Meanwhile, my mother's 5 bedroom house sold -- after 53 years without ever having thrown out a thing -- I had to empty out the whole place with 2 broken bones in my foot, became completely disabled again, had nowhere to live, needed physical and psycho therapy, so I STILL didn't leave.

I moved onto a friend's couch in Harlem, continued to need both therapies -- as one was teaching me to walk again and the other, hopefully, teaching me to be functional again, in a few areas besides writing. 7 months later, still in that NY apartment, could no longer afford the psychotherapy, not able to stay there much longer, and then FINALLY, I got to leave!

AM NOW OFFICIALLY ON THE SPACEBABY ROAD TRIP, SLOWLY MEANDERING MY WAY HOME IN TIME FOR THE SPRING WILDFLOWERS IN THE DESERT.

Retraction: I'm sidetracked in Atlanta -- my perfect charm -- a slave to the magic, missed the Spring wildflowers. =====================================================

AND NOW, I'M HOME!!! After nearly a 3 year odyssey....

Emily Fisher: IT'S ALL IN THE BLOG, which started in the summer of '05. If you click back, you can pretty much learn everything about me, raw. If that's what you want.