I asked my Beloved how the site fixing is going and they said it could well be done today! Spoiler alert – if it isn’t, tomorrow’s blog is going to be dipped in lava-hot snark. If it is… this may be the last entry you get for weeks on end. If that happens to be the…… Continue reading Repairs in progress?
I have my email back. Yay. Which means I can field my rejections and hand out my supply of fucks-to-give for as long as they last and to whomsoever deserves them the most. I don’t have a lot, though. I give a fuck for my Primary Parental. I give a fuck for Capt S, the…… Continue reading Progress?
I think there’s a reason why one of the cities in Hell is called Dis. It starts so many unpleasantnesses. Dispute, disarray, disability… and disorganised. [And let me make it clear here and now that having a disability is made extra unpleasant by all the abled people running around who repeatedly fail to understand] Way back…… Continue reading (Dis)Organised
This may be your only warning to take cover. Because I’m about to get my rant on.
I’m working as hard as I can at making this Indie thing into a career. I’m sending manuscript samples off to potential agents. I’m doing a daily flash fiction to gain an audience base. I’ve recently started attempting to advertise my stuff on social media.
What’s not to love? Cool aliens, ladies taking charge and kicking butt. A space station that could be the same mass as a planet… My kind of jam.
And then I actually saw the movie.
I want you to imagine a country where the following situation could happen. A little girl of eleven goes to her family’s place of worship. While she’s there, she is repeatedly raped by a fellow member of twenty years of age. This little girl conceives and, instead of pursuing justice against her rapist, the family…… Continue reading Think of the children