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Sabbatical Update: 1/3 In

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I suppose it's actually 1/3 and some change, since my last day of work was March 10th. Ah well, summer has been busy and time seems to be inconsistently flowing lately: some days are gone in a sip of Starbucks, some run in long and lazy hammock time. Not sure which I prefer. I'm querying… Continue reading Sabbatical Update: 1/3 In

Banshee · life · Writing

Wait, WHAT Day Is It?

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It's June? HOW IS IT JUNE? Ok, progress update on the Banshee novel. I'm at about 50k words, but more importantly I have the remaining chapters plotted and synopsis-ized out. That sounds like I didn't do much, but it means I figured out exactly what happens for the rest of the story, how it ends,… Continue reading Wait, WHAT Day Is It?

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I Shouldn’t Watch PBS When I’m Sick

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I’m pathetically ill with a bad cold this week (currently my chest and belly muscles HURT from all the coughing). No it’s not covid. Just a cold, and I’m a giant sad sack of runny nose and cough. Idleness and TV and maybe cold meds have me going weird places with curiosity. I need some… Continue reading I Shouldn’t Watch PBS When I’m Sick

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7, And AI Spam is Weird

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Because it's still early morning, I have to count today as one of my seven business days remaining before my sabbatical begins. SO. CLOSE. I've finished the first draft of the cancer book for Pagans and am working on putting it in some logical order as well as a first pass of edits before I… Continue reading 7, And AI Spam is Weird

Not What It Looks Like
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Not What It Looks Like

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Every other month I get a suspiciously obfuscated slim package in the mail. Every time, I wonder what sort of magazines the post office thinks I'm ordering. I thought only certain inappropriate magazines get sent in ominous black privacy plastic. So it's INTERNATIONAL porn. How fancy. (What the PO workers think, probably.) I don't know… Continue reading Not What It Looks Like

Greetings from FFS Minerva
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Greetings from FFS Minerva

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Someone is very cabin-feverish in this house. Maybe more than one someone, but Minerva is the only one with crazy eyes. So far. This post is just a relatively boring midwinter hunkering update. SK and I were in Florida at Disney World two weeks ago for our honeymoon, and it was hilariously different from the… Continue reading Greetings from FFS Minerva

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A Comedy of Errors and Bad Veins

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Warning: this story has some reference to medical testing, needles, swearing and foolishness. If any of that bothers you please skip this post. One of the weirder side effects of breast cancer survivorship is the medical community's response to anything that they deem "weird". Before I was ever diagnosed, I had a weird soft lump… Continue reading A Comedy of Errors and Bad Veins

A Feline Drama in 4 Parts
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A Feline Drama in 4 Parts

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Warning: contains naked cat belly. It's just an evening bath. Nothing to see here. It's FINE. We're all fine. NO I'M NOT WEARING PANTS. Don't you people keep saying pants are bullshit in this house? (To Butterfle): WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING? BRING ME SOLO AND THE WOOKIE! You all suck. There's no privacy here at… Continue reading A Feline Drama in 4 Parts

One Year Out
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One Year Out

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Mom reminded me this morning that a year ago was my last day of radiation, so today's officially my first anniversary of finishing treatment. Apparently I was more excited about chemo ending, since I did NOT have today in my own calendar. But it'll be nice to enjoy July without radiation burns in my armpit… Continue reading One Year Out

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Round 3 – Naps and Emergency Rooms and Where’s My Bubble.

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I haven't been around much since the holidays. To be fair, I haven't been around much in real life, either. But since people are starting to ask, I thought I'd give an update (because honestly, I'm fucking tired and I don't respond to most calls or texts or messages with anything but "ok" right now).… Continue reading Round 3 – Naps and Emergency Rooms and Where’s My Bubble.