Today is my Dad's birthday
Jan. 23rd, 2025 11:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cornerofmadnessHe's 82. He spent it arranging for my uncle to come home. Part of why he was so debilitated was he wasn't eating. He's a bit stronger now. Honestly he doesn't need to be home but he doesn't need total nursing care which is where he is now. He needs assisted living but you get this stupid ass assessment, oh you're too bad for this care but not bad enough for this other care. OMFG. I hope this works but I'm leery. If his wife was better at things ...
I had a good write off in my monthly writers' zoom meeting. I started the new novel. I'm going to share a bit but BEFORE I do let me ask you this. one of you had mentioned a week or so ago about being inspired by my posts to share part of YOUR story but I was super busy and didn't get to read it and now I've forgotten WHO it was. If it was you, drop me the link please (also a couple of you had your stories podficced in the holiday exchanges, I wanna hear those too.)
This was the cozy fantasy-mystery thing, see what you think of this snippet. It's raw fresh from my tired brain.
Amata pulled her coat closed against the autumn rain but it slithered past her collar in spite of it, hinting at an early winter as it went. This part of the city couldn’t afford the magical foxfire street lamps and the thin light coming from unshuttered windows did a poor job of illuminating the alley she stood in with her partner, Ngaio who already had a thick wooly hat on. Even though she had left her southern island years ago, Ngaio never seemed to acclimate to Cliffgrove’s cooler months.
“I’m going home,” she muttered and Amata allowed her to vent. She’d been threatening to go back to the islands for a decade now but Ngaio was as entrenched as Amata was in the city.
“Not before we solve this.” Amata curled her lip, wondering if Alderman Danlen had come into this section of his district or if his body had been dumped here, stripped with his thick ass pointed at the stars and his face encrusting with the filth running with the rain in the alley. She’d already sent the uniformed police officers to canvass the surrounding buildings but she might as well had asked them to pull down the moon for her. Each task equally unlikely to bring the desired results. No, she thought. I’m more likely to be handed the moon than I am a witness to this.
Also I have lost the links I was using in my wedding horror and I'm SO annoyed because that's twice now I had the perfect monstrous bit but have lost the inspiration but it was in Italian witchcraft. Sigh. Maybe I can find it again. I want her to use magic from Italian folklore.
Community rec. This one is for a good cause.![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
fandomtrumpshate it raises money (You can see their charities at the site, they have plenty of documentation) I've done this since the beginning practically. This year I'm changing it up, offering only one fandom. In the past I've done Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Prodigal Son and The Owl House but right now Hazbin Hotel owns me. So it's new to me (I wasn't even in the fandom last time around) so if you're a hazbin fan and like my writing, you can bet on me soon. (Do not forget to sign up like last year and have to beg to be let in, Dana) I encourage you all to join in as bidders and/or creators. Together we can put some good into the world.
I had a good write off in my monthly writers' zoom meeting. I started the new novel. I'm going to share a bit but BEFORE I do let me ask you this. one of you had mentioned a week or so ago about being inspired by my posts to share part of YOUR story but I was super busy and didn't get to read it and now I've forgotten WHO it was. If it was you, drop me the link please (also a couple of you had your stories podficced in the holiday exchanges, I wanna hear those too.)
This was the cozy fantasy-mystery thing, see what you think of this snippet. It's raw fresh from my tired brain.
Amata pulled her coat closed against the autumn rain but it slithered past her collar in spite of it, hinting at an early winter as it went. This part of the city couldn’t afford the magical foxfire street lamps and the thin light coming from unshuttered windows did a poor job of illuminating the alley she stood in with her partner, Ngaio who already had a thick wooly hat on. Even though she had left her southern island years ago, Ngaio never seemed to acclimate to Cliffgrove’s cooler months.
“I’m going home,” she muttered and Amata allowed her to vent. She’d been threatening to go back to the islands for a decade now but Ngaio was as entrenched as Amata was in the city.
“Not before we solve this.” Amata curled her lip, wondering if Alderman Danlen had come into this section of his district or if his body had been dumped here, stripped with his thick ass pointed at the stars and his face encrusting with the filth running with the rain in the alley. She’d already sent the uniformed police officers to canvass the surrounding buildings but she might as well had asked them to pull down the moon for her. Each task equally unlikely to bring the desired results. No, she thought. I’m more likely to be handed the moon than I am a witness to this.
Also I have lost the links I was using in my wedding horror and I'm SO annoyed because that's twice now I had the perfect monstrous bit but have lost the inspiration but it was in Italian witchcraft. Sigh. Maybe I can find it again. I want her to use magic from Italian folklore.
Community rec. This one is for a good cause.
fandomtrumpshate it raises money (You can see their charities at the site, they have plenty of documentation) I've done this since the beginning practically. This year I'm changing it up, offering only one fandom. In the past I've done Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Prodigal Son and The Owl House but right now Hazbin Hotel owns me. So it's new to me (I wasn't even in the fandom last time around) so if you're a hazbin fan and like my writing, you can bet on me soon. (Do not forget to sign up like last year and have to beg to be let in, Dana) I encourage you all to join in as bidders and/or creators. Together we can put some good into the world.
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ETA: and happy birthday to your dad!
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Date: 2025-01-24 12:11 pm (UTC)Why is healthcare/eldercare such a hot mess in this country?
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Date: 2025-01-25 04:57 am (UTC)it's very much a mess
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Date: 2025-01-24 09:14 pm (UTC)Nice bit of writing there!
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Date: 2025-01-24 11:28 pm (UTC)thank you. I appreciate that.
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Date: 2025-01-24 11:45 pm (UTC)my wedding horror is in a weird spot, coming up too short on word count. that happens rarely with me
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