Sarah A. Hoyt's Blog, page 7

We Remember

We remember the clear morn.

We remember the surprise.

We remember the death.

We remember.

The wound gaping in our hearts

The change in who we are

And who we’d be

We remember the clear morn

And death that came

Uninvited

Unwarned

We cry a little

We hang out our memorial flag

With every name of the dead

And we pray with desperate need

That today won’t be a clear morn

Bright and promising

An untroubled future

That never came.

No. It’s Important

I try to keep this blog non-religious. And I will again tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow. Save for emergencies. This feels like an emergency.

If you’re a believer whose belief allows it, say it with. Say it with me NOW.

St. Michael the Archangel, 
defend us in battle. 
Be our defense against the wickedness and snares of the Devil. 
May God rebuke him, we humbly pray, 
and do thou, 
O Prince of the heavenly hosts, 
by the power of God, 
thrust into hell Satan, 
and all the evil spirits, 
who pr...

A request from Holly

Ok Huns, Hoydens, and Assorted Creatures.

I need you to do something.
Go to your local library if you’ve got one and it’s physically safe to do so. Please do not do this on the website UNLESS you have successfully done so before, or your library is physically unsafe: badgering, er, gushing at, a librarian about this book you really, REALLY want is an important part of actually getting books bought. Also you need to have a library card for the library, or if you’re part of one of those we...

Telling The Truth

I often quote Leonard Cohen “You don’t want to lie, not to the young.”

And in this one thing I’m going to point out we particularly shouldn’t lie to girls. For two reasons. Because they are more vulnerable than boys, more attuned to the social zeitgeist and more likely to go along with it, no matter how crazy the zeitgeist is, or how manufactured. And girls who are killed or emotionally destroyed are future denied, since their ability and interest in the future determine whether there a...

Look, I’m Contractually Obligated to Do This

No Man’s Land is out!

Are you tired of seeing it? Probably. But it is still my book and by contract with the guy upstairs — my husband. He’s working in the office, directly above me, while I do all internet stuff in the family room computer. Then I go upstairs and work in the office — I’m obligated to tell you IT’S OUT, IT’S OUT, IT’S OUT.

Also, GLEEEEEEP! As I’m terrified it will sink like a stone. And for reasons I can’t even define, except its being my oldest and most long-held wor...

And Now Starts

Now begins the raveling

Of what has unraveled

With a bright thread removed

The tapestry will be rewoven

Refitted

Remade

Some of the design is gone

Put away forever

Or for another place where eyes see

Differently

Here we’ll go on with the practical

Clean

Fold

Put away

Fight today’s battles

She won’t see

Start another thread

Begin again

With hands numbed

By exhaustion

And eyes blinded by tears

Again

And again

As it’s been

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Dances With memes

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But! It’s Madness!

I’ve been very disturbed by various “mental” health initiatives and attempt to codify declarations of madness into law.

No, I don’t think Trump is evil or Hitler. Yes, I do think mental health is a massive crisis in this country and we need to do something. I just want so many bumpers and padding on that “something” that it’s not even funny. And I’m absolutely sure whatever we do, the left will weaponize once they get power again.

Weaponize? you ask?

Well, you see, every communist c...

We Don’t Talk About Covers

Covers are a funny thing, you know. And by that I don’t mean funny ah ah.

It’s one thing to do a cover for another person. I only really need a blurb, pick out central elements and mood, and I very very rarely go wrong.

But for me, it gets complicated. Usually it gets complicated because whatever I’m using to do covers can’t do what I wanted. I had Musketeer problems until AI got good enough to do Musketeers.

And the clanker has real issues with Ellyans, because, well, if it gets th...

In All Nations, Raise the Colors a guest post by Bill Reader

In All Nations, Raise the Colors, a guest post by Bill Reader

I have written before in this blog about the value of nationalism. But this moment in history has both clarified some points of my argument that I have struggled to articulate, and motivated me to once again attempt to put these points forth so that they can be understood—even if not wholeheartedly adopted— by any good faith reader.

I realize now that I need to begin this article by stating explicitly certain things I consid...