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Today was not easy. I went with Mom to the pulmonologist and he decreed her eligible for the oxygen machine... That we already had delivered. 9_9 And because Mom had the doctor's appointment, she didn't take her shingles meds in the morning, leaving her in pain. I dunno which would have been worse: nausea and dizziness from the meds (I would have driven the car) or the pain? But hey, she made the call, for better or worse.

We have a follow-up with him in two weeks.

But getting home was a nightmare. I could see tears in her eyes from the pain. It was just unreal... By the time I got her home, medicated, and laying down, I was in tears myself. It took the rest of the day for me to just calm down and try and get some work done. It really is the shingles messing with her. When Mom takes the medication, she's... Is "fine" really the word to use for slightly less excruciating nerve pain?

On the plus side, I got a positive response to my query! I'm making the changes the editor asked for and will resubmit the short story to her by Friday.

Tomorrow is not only my daughter's birthday, but also the Summer Solstice. :) I'm not sure if I'll be able to do anything fancy but I did leave out an apple as an offering today. Better to strike while the iron is hot, right? I did spot a statue that would be perfect for an outside altar (till I can afford the one I really want) but I will be totally honest, I do NOT have my head together to plan much beyond "Edit story. Child needs birthday cake." So you'll have to forgive the lack of interaction from me. If you can, I'm sure the gods will.

I do feel my duty as a daughter could have been done better. I really froze. I need to be slightly less of a complete spaz and get my shit together. >_< Mom needs my help and since I never would have made it this car without her, she deserves my best.
atthequillsmercy: (Batshit genius)
The typed rough draft of the lesbian thriller entry is complete!! MwahaHA!!

Oh, it needs so much editing it's not even funny; but it's there and I'm happy. ^_^ Because I can work on Greenhouse again! YAYZ!

But looking at how things are going I may be able to submit on Saturday.  If I've learned anything is that I'm not exactly the best at writing mysteries/thrillers/noir-thingz but that could change if I ever decided to do another one.

If I do? There will be dragons in it or SOMETHING!!

On a slightly less productive note, I finished my first foray in to 10 Fantasy Sagas That Are Wronger Than Twilight with The Cat's Fancy and yeah, typical romance. Nothing overtly horrid. Nothing to see here. I also finished Pleasure Unbound, by Larissa Ione and, again, another 'meh' on the "wrong" factor scale. I mean, I can see where someone who hasn't read supernatural romance may be put off by the "Wow, it's page 5 and they're screwing already cause he's an incubus but she's just had her guts stitched back together" thing but after about 10 of these, you expect it. Especially if you've written and read about incubi before. It's as if a shark bit you, it's what they DO: Have sex with women. Give me an incubus who's made a vow of celibacy. Now THAT would be odd.

Now I'm reading Touched by Venom, by Janine Cross and already we've got people getting high on dragon venom and whipping each other with their junk hanging out so I'm already heading towards "What have I done to my brain" territory. Not quite. That's reserved for the Beauty books. XD Yes, I will keep linking back to that and YES, there are spoilers for the series there.

As for my Mom, things are still going the same. It's day by day, week by week. So, there really is no sense being overly depressed about it. She's here NOW and that's what matters. :)

Better get back to work then, eh? Time waits for no one! :D
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No good news from the doctors. :( Sadly, it's just a matter of "when" not "if" but I always knew that. Her cancer is terminal, inoperable, and comes with a whole host of complications.

Ma could live the next two years or be gone by the end of summer. There's just no way to tell. In the meantime, me and my husband are taking on the tasks she uses to do, like driving the kid around and laundry and such.

It just blows my mind that this is the second time I will watch a parent succumb to lung cancer. And neither my Mother nor my Grandmother smoked a day in their lives.
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Aside for needing to just update more (prepare to hear more complaints about my kid and the general joys of being a working mother who scrapes for time to be creative), I have been thinking about how to make this a bit more lucrative. I have sold a couple more books and more people have been coming to my site, but at the same time I am becoming more aware of how I spend my time.

In order to make "extra" money, I've been taking as much overtime at work as I can get. And it doesn't seem to matter because no matter how much "extra" money I get, I either break even or am slightly less behind than before. My kid is literally BEGGING me for my attention and acting up because I'm not around. I'm always working. I'm working so much that on my days off I am so freaking tired, I can't play with her.

Though I love my mother to Reece's Pieces, that was one mistake she made with me. As a single mom, she worked two jobs to make sure I had not only everything I needed but extra: Dance lessons, Saturday enrichment classes, instrument lessons... I was a very busy child. In addition, on her days off she had to take care of the yard and house. We didn't pay for landscapers; she mowed our HUGE lawn and tended all our bushes herself. And cleaned. Didn't cook, though. Ma can't cook for shit. XD All this made it so at the end of the day, she was too tired even for a game of Chinese Checkers.

Since I don't want to make that mistake, I will be taking less OT in the future. However, there is still a mortgage to be paid and my kid will always be better served if kept warm and fed whether I'm around or not. :p And since both me and the husband work full time, it couldn't hurt if I explored some other avenues of income. That short story that got rejected? Rather than post it for free, I'll make it available on Kindle on the cheap. As soon as I figure out how the formatting works. @_@ Everything that's on my site now for free will remain as such but in the future, my short stories will go up on Kindle with previews on the site. As much as I want to be the cool author chick who gives her awesome stories away for free for all you lovely people to enjoy to your hearts content but, Lenni needs to keep her house. And eat. Food is great! :D Oh!! And clothes! Trust me, it's to everyone's benefit that I walk around with clothing on. XD

To that end, I'm back to my 5 page a day goal. And my journal doesn't count. Neither does the blog. Five pages a day of pure creative genius. I'll get there. ;)

WOOHOO!!

Feb. 15th, 2011 03:44 pm
atthequillsmercy: (High Energy Magic Use Area)
I am FINALLY well enough to be upright and working again without the aid of Dayquil. I didn't like the way Dayquil made me feel so I just stayed home one more day (yesterday) and slept till I felt better. The antibiotics make me a little dizzy but since I don't drive, I can deal with that.

This also means I have a weeks worth of writing to catch up on. I did try to write while I was sick only to go cross-eyed and feel like I was going to vomit. And that's only if my hand would stop shaking long enough to put pen to paper in the first place. 9_9 But there's nothing stopping me now and I owe you all an update!

Library story of the day: There was a wayward zombie DVD up at the circulation desk that obviously didn't belong to us and nobody could tell who it was reserved for. So naturally, they assume it belonged to me. It didn't. But whatever reputation I seem to have at my job, I like it. XD

That's all I have for today, kids. Stay well!
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Lenni's had a rough week. To put it mildly.

It started if with a few silly little things and snowballed to hearing my cousin passed away. He was sick for awhile and in a LOT of pain so now he is at peace with my other family members who've passed on. He was a total free spirit; he painted, he did numerology, he even gave me Astrostones, so needless to say we had a lot in common. I'm gonna miss him...

Needless to say, I got a fat lotta NUTHIN done this week. But that will change.

Next week doesn't look like it will be any easier on my fraying nerves. My Ma is going in for surgery on Monday (to have her chemo port changed or flushed er somethin) and I have to drive her home. Did I mention I only have a permit and think of cars as death machines humans no not the full risk of? So this shall be interesting. @_@ I'm not a VERY nervous driver but inexperienced? Totally. I'm gonna have to do a practice run to make sure I don't completely freak out. :p Don't worry, my kid won't be in the car and my life insurance is paid up. ;)

This week has reminded me that I need to take time for myself to just breathe. It's an important thing, really, to just take a minute, breathe deep, and chill. That way all the work gets done, bills get paid, and nobody gets hurt. :p
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I know Rosa Parks is so much more about the bus boycott, but she sparked something that changed the lives of my people forever. So for that, and for everything she's done to advance equality, I thank her.

It may be a shocker to those who can't tell from my picture, but I am African American. My family came here from Bermuda and I am fourth generation here. My grandfather was in the British navy and met my Granny at a USO party. It's from him that I get my light skin, but Granny gave me my face. I look exactly like her.

I was raised to be a strong, proud Black woman so that is what I consider myself today. I am able to do this because of women like Mrs. Parks and my grandmother (who dared to marry a White man) and I can never thank them enough.

On an only slightly less sappy note, happy Hanukkah to all my Jewish friends out there!! :D
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If you see something in your local library that you enjoy? Tell. Your. Librarian. I really can't stress that enough.

Today I had a very nice man ask me how many graphic novels he could check out and my answer was simply "As many as you can carry." XD He'd come from several towns away because he saw online that our collection was so good. I take a bit of personal credit for this because it was my idea to have a graphic novel collection in adult in the first place.

But seriously, circulation statistics are not the only way we gauge if a collection is working or not. Tell the staff when you love something so they can do it more. And so they can smile, because we get yelled at a lot, too.

In other news, the nice men came to knock down the top of our house today. I haven't seen how far they've gotten yet. 0.0

My writing experiment is going well so far. I've got one story mere lines from completion, one 3/4 of the way done, and one I'm just beginning. The genres are all over the place so nothing ever gets boring! :D

And of course, I get a ton if ideas for my two main novels as I work on this experiment. Just lovely. But my muse has always been an attention whore. He likes to mess with my head.

Watch, he'll give me 2 weeks of writer's block for that.
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If a book is so disgusting you cringe to touch it to put it in a bag? Don't bother to donate it to a library. Please. Your friendly neighborhood librarian is tired of getting rashes from old, dirty, moldy books. I know you feel bad throwing them away, I understand that feeling, but if you can barely touch it, how is anybody else supposed to read it?

And I'm tired of getting rashes from these things. It's just gross.

Signed,

Lenni the Librarian.
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Wednesdays are my usual late nights where I work at the library from 1-9pm, leaving the mornings to get various errands done or simply gird my loins for the long night. This week was a trip to the pediatrician to have the doc take a look at my coughing, runny nosed kid. We get to the office and don't have to wait long, which is good because me and Penny have a similar attention span only a different taste in toys, and all the doctor has to do is LOOK at her and she starts screaming her head off. 0.0

My monkeygirl was warned ahead of time that there would be no shots this visit, that since she was sick, we were going to the doctor to make her better. She understood and was glad she was going. But once he was in front of her, we had to hold her down just so he could check her throat. You'd think we were torturing her the way she screamed!

On the upside? No strep throat.

The doctor sent me home with instructions to get her Dimatapp which said expressly on the label not to give to any kid under 6. I decided not to take the chance, given the HUGE Tylenol recall, and opted for a medicine for kids 2 and up. After the Tylenol thing, I just don't trust over the counter medications for my kid. Me? I'm old. I can take the punishment. There's still hope for my monkeygirl, so I'm not taking the chance.

I've been writing pretty steadily and reading here and there. I'm almost done with "American Woman in the Chinese Hat" which is sad but very good. I also finished a short story; "Chasing His Own Tale" by Marc Vun Kannon. It's a really cute story which I will review in full tomorrow (since I don't have it in front of me now). I met him on Twitter. W00t to social networking!! :D It'd be cool if he read my stuff, too, but I'm not gonna hassle him. No sense being a whiner about it, ya know?

These days, I've been working alternately on "Go Away Girls" and "Greenhouse." See that hotlink there? First chapter of "Girls" went up on Sunday. Go. Read. Discuss. Then eat a cookie. :)

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