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Happy Pilgrims-Renounced-Communism-and-Didn’t-Starve Day

Today is on the same day as the first thanksgiving. Let’s hope it’s not a tie up of the story…

I’m very scared for our country today, but still praying. I’m grateful I got to live in this country, when it was still mostly free.

I might sit down and watch 1776. I might cry a little.

The reading for this bitter sweet day is The Long watch by Robert A. Heinlein.

I Feel The Ground Shifting A Blast From the Past From September 13 2018

*I was going to write a post, I was. Only I’m trying to do like three things at once, yes, mostly writing related, and kept getting pulled away. It took me 4 hours to finish the one for MGC.
So, I’m sorry, but you get a blast from the past. Rest assured I’m okay and no, not particularly doomy. Annoyed, yes. But then who isn’t? Anyway, this post is about personal strategies in this pants-on-head time. I had a similar talk with younger son this morning, so it resonates.- SAH*

I Feel The Ground...

Keep Your Eyes Open

I had a dream I was being lined up against a wall and blindfolded. Which must account for my being here, stark awake at 5 in the morning, I suppose.

Only what woke me was “Why the blindfold? I don’t need a blindfold. I want to see.”

Why? Well, because if you’re blindfolded you can have false hope. “Maybe they’ll relent at the last minute. Maybe they’re not really aiming at me. Maybe.”

A lot of people are doing that right now, a lot of people who should know better. But they ha...

Bleg

Okay, guys, I need help. No, not that kind of help. Well, not more than usual.

In this case I need help with research, because I need to do this project(s) and I NEED to write fiction, so I can bring in money too, so I can’t just stop the fiction and do this. But THIS must be done.

Having the best read, most knowledgeable readers in the world, I know you guys will come through.

This morning between sleep and wakening, I thought ‘d like some age appropriate books for the adopted gr...

We, Magnificent Bastards

I despise being gaslighted. I’m also really good at spotting it. Partly I’m good at spotting it because I used to have an eidetic memory.

I don’t anymore, after two concussions and other health issues. And forgetting things PANICS me, which is how I realized I never used to. My brother was an acknowledged eidetic but my family never spotted it in me, because ADHD. Or put it another way, you can’t remember what you never paid any attention to in the first place. And a lot of my early li...

Truth A Blast From The Past From May 2018

Truth A Blast From The Past From May 2018

I realized recently that I have a “hunger and thirst” for the truth.

This might be strange for someone who writes fiction, and knows she does, (I always giggle at “this book was dictated by a supernatural entity/famous dead person” because I know that when I get a fully realized character that’s what it feels like.  The voice comes through (no, not auditory hallucinations, though some writers have them) but just a consistent voice in my head, a...

Sitting by the Sick Bed

I don’t know if this is as universal as I perceive it, but my feeling is that when you get to be my age, or even your forties, everyone in my generation has passed a day or a week of years.

And you know exactly what I mean by that. Someone you love very much is in the hospital, struggling between life and death, and final plans have been mentioned, and you’re there…. unable to do anything and waiting. It’s arguably easier if you can be with them, the way Dan was with me when I almost die...

Wave

Hally happened to be at the registration desk when they came in, hand in hand, and for a moment she was fourteen again, and it somehow hurt as it had hurt back then. As if it were the most important thing in the world.

It was the summer that two dreams had died. One, that she’d get a swim team scholarship to college. And the other–

She used to have posters of him all over her room. Other girls had posters of rock stars, but she had Morgan Muir. Pictures of him smiling, lifting his Ol...

NONE of This Is New

For what it’s worth. It’s worth remembering, even if just to pity the present maleducated generation. Not that this means we should be more lenient, but you know…. Also, we should have seen this coming, as technology is making the “elites” of the past obsolete. Just one of those times of change, you know?
Hold on to the sides of the boat. The water is getting very rough.

“A society becomes totalitarian when its structure becomes flagrantly artificial: that is, when its ruling class has lo...

The Deep Breath

You know where you are. I know where we are.

The first week was …. rough, but now, among our side, a strange calm has set in, even as our press shrills ever more loudly that we MUST believe them, and idiots run around saying “if only we give in to them, they’ll be quiet.

The silence is eery and strange, even as our democrat governors not only implement new lockdowns, but social media bans us in batch lots, and we get a sense that there is no way we come out of this without some kind o...