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The snow is finally starting to melt in the fields. It might be gone just in time for the next round, currently projected for Thanksgiving afternoon/evening.
It cannot possibly be a year since our wedding day . . . can it? Apparently it is. On that day, I had just come out of the hospital with my first brush with death, and I wasn't sure I'd live to see our wedding day. I haven't been sure I'd live to see this day, either, but the spirits have granted me this gift, at least. We won't be doing anything particularly out of the ordinary to mark it; there's a great deal of work to be done, and we'll spend most of the day on those tasks. But as we do every moment of every day, we'll also be celebrating the fact of our lives together, and of our love for each other. all of the other dangers and fears notwithstanding, nothing can take that away.
But there is that "work to be done" thing, and I need to get on it, so most of the rest is cut-and-paste.
A couple of things: First, go to Cherie's GFM page and kick in some scratch. Then, if you can, go here and kick in a little more. We still have not found our friend from Paradise, and it's feeling increasingly urgent; if we do, there may wind up being yet another fundraiser for her, too. We've already donated more than we could afford, and we're tapped out on that front; half a dozen things coming due for us over the course of this coming week, to say nothing of what's lurking on the medical front, all adding up to huge dollar amounts. We also had to help Wings's clan brother the other day; he needed to get down to Santa Fe for emergency surgery and follow-ups after injuring his hand a few days ago, and it's something they can't do here in town. But Cherie can still put the funds to use, so let's make sure that she gets to keep her home, hmm? And let's make sure Sally has enough to start anew. Their survival matters too.
Second, we need sales desperately now; outside testing doesn't pay for itself, nor do taxes and other obligations, nor does the wood or the hay. Wings has just finished his next collection, and I've posted it and the previous one already, plus all his new earrings. There's also a change to the links in the list: I've moved the gift cards for Lowe's and Amazon back up to the top of our Amazon wishlist, because we're at the point where more things that need finishing on the house require purchases we can't afford. Finally, if you're contemplating commissions for holiday gifts, now is the time to get hold of me, because the creative process takes time. Wings can create something spectacular for you, unique to you or to the recipient of it.
We have a lot to do today. Most of it will geared around storm prep, but there are other demands on our time and attention, too. Most of my own attention has to be focused on bringing in money, through sales or subscribers or any other means, because the bills don't pay themselves, either, and the heavy burden I'm carrying on that score is inhibiting my ability to heal in a not-insignificant way. Please share these routinely:
- My new Patreon, The Interstices (Writing Between Worlds);
- Wings's site, for sales, with new items posted;
- Wings's direct PayPal link;
- A way to buy me coffee (which actually goes to all of our medical bills, which continue to mount);
- Amazon wishlist, which mostly consists of animal and household stuff;
- Partial registry #1, from Bed, Bath and Beyond. There are new kitchen-y things on it now, stuff that I didn't realize we'd need to replace (either because the RV ruined it or because we gave it away when we had to downsize).
Please share the links. We're now officially into holiday order season, because commissions take time, so if you're planning on holiday gifts, please keep Wings's work in mind. And given what we're up against, we won't turn away donations, either, because we simply can't afford it.
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