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Nov 30, 2018 06:04PM

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One of the saddest things I ever wrote (and GOD it was from a self-insert character--the books were supposed to be legacies to my children) was at the end of the Triane's Son books. Bethen (Amy) knows she's dying, so when her niece goes to a dangerous situation to fetch Yarri's lover, she gives her a bag of her favorite sock yarn as a sort of calendar. Yarri knits about a pair a week-- so Bethen gives her 30 of her favorite, most precious skeins of sock-weight yarn, and knows that Yarri will get through it in time to come home in the spring. "But Bethen, these are your favorites." "But baby, I'm going to be finishing my queue--I won't have time to get to these."
In the end, she doesn't finish her queue-- her youngest child picks up the final things on it and starts to work on them, as a way to honor her mother.

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Existing technology has not yet measured how much..."
I'm scared.