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Endings, beginnings, celebrations

Heigh-ho, your humble blogger here! It’s October and not nearly cool enough for my taste. I don’t do the Pumpkin Spice thing; however, I am enjoying a chai latte at my favorite coffee shop as I write these words.

It’s been a long summer, mostly barren of words. After loudly announcing (and insisting) that I would no longer be posting here, I decided to say fuckit and keep this blog going for specifically religious/devotional/magical topics, with my devotion to Antinous at the forefront. So expect to see more ritual and devotional poetry here in the coming days.

My new blog has gotten a new look and a new name: A Nest Made of Words. If it please you, follow that blog for, well, general blogging and links to stuff I’ve written at various locations on the web.

Speaking of which, a piece of fiction that debuted here became a Thing You Can Buy over the summer: A Distinguished Visitor from the North, distvisitorwithtitlehow Hel visited Hades while Persephone was away and what came of that. It features splendid cover art by Li Oesterberg, commissioned for the story. How amazing is this book cover? (And thanks to my friend Sarah Loch for her editing.)

So please buy my back at Amazon and read it and review and keep following this blog and follow A Nest Made of Words, too.

In other news, the end of October brings the Sacred Nights of Antinous, an ending of one year in sacred time and the beginning of another. In early November, I’ll be taking the longest airline flight of my life to meet some of my fellow Magistrates and Mystagogues of the Naos Antinoou in Washington. I am looking forward to this a lot, although I’m also a bit anxious about flying. (Just because the number of times I’ve been on an airplane can be counted on the fingers of one hand.)

I continue to work slowly but doggedly on the sequel to “A distinguished visitor” and will be posting chapters, as I complete them, on my Patreon, which gives you a reason to subscribe. (When I think of more reasons, I’ll let you know.) Lately it feels that my entire life is slow and dogged, with many delays and setbacks, increasing obstacles to doing the writing that I feel is my Work in this world, and increasing necessity for me to do that Work, in the face of fascism, racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, queer phobia, white supremacy, climate change, and everything else, including my own depression and anxiety. I have never had any real doubt that writing is my Work, and it is with that conviction that I continue to blog, dear readers. May my Work be of benefit to you and of service to my gods.

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Life is a work in progress

Regular readers of this blog might notice that not much has been going on here since the winter holy days and the end of last year. 2016 was difficult for me as for a lot of people, on so many levels, most of which I would much prefer not to discuss in a public venue.

However, very discerning readers, or at least those who populate Facebook and Tumblr, might have noticed that my writing has been appearing elsewhere. Yes, I started a new blog–again.

Jesus, Antinous, Julian of Norwich, Medicine Buddha, Captain America, and Me, a Writer is, as the name implies, a blog to house and to promote all of my writing, whether fiction, poetry, or essays, whether the topic is Christian or pagan or Buddhist, original fiction or fan fiction, politics (not very often) or culture (pop and otherwise), or birds (and their cuteness).

This blog, for now, will remain live and accessible but not be updated. My goal is that eventually most or all of its content will be migrated elsewhere. I hope that all of the lovely people who have been following my writing here will continue to follow me at the new blog and consider bestowing a bit of financial support for my work.

Life is a work in progress. The last four years have been very good ones for me as a writer. The work goes forward. Please join me.

Not drowning, just thrashing about a lot

Gentle readers! I promise I have not forgotten you, or this blog, or the tale of Hades and his wife and his unexpected visitor. A number of stressors have come between me and fruitful congress with my laptop keyboard, chiefly a major change at work. The handsome central library building where I work, which is nearly seventy years old, is about to be renovated, and all of the staff that don’t serve the public directly are being moved offsite for the duration, a projected three to five years. That staff includes me, my boss, and our division, which includes serials, cataloguing, acquisitions, and materials selection. Tomorrow is our last day in the old familiar digs, and next Wednesday is our first day to report to the new site.

The move coincides with the loss of our head of cataloguing, who has found another job, and with the Sacred Nights of Antinous, the most important holy days of the year. If my boss weren’t so calm and organized, I might have run screaming like a maenad already, and not in a good way.

Please pray that the movers don’t lose my ergonomic back cushions or anything else we really need, and I’ll be back in regular service here as soon as I can.

A personal moment

Dear readers, please excuse this frivolous personal indulgence. A couple of days ago I submitted pics and text about my beloved cockatiel Rembrandt to Pet of the Day, a venerable website that has provided daily pictures of people’s pets since 1997. (Yes, in internet years, that’s ancient! They also have a Dog of the Day and Cat of the Day.)

On this day, 15 October 2015, my boy was featured as the Pet of the Day. I am so proud. Here is the website, and here’s a permalink to his page.

Taking a breather

I am just here to say, gentle readers, that I am taking a breather from my Hades story, “A distinguished visitor from the north”, and fulfilling my fiction challenge by working on a Captain America fanfic. I promise to continue and complete my myth-fic by the end of October! Thank you for your continued support.

Good news I forgot to share here!

First of all, dear readers, I want to announce that as of last week, I raised enough money to make my security deposit. In fact, I may be able to pay the whole amount in advance of when it is required. So my thanks to everyone who boosted my signal or donated, and to the gods for all my wonderful friends and connections.

Second, I have a job interview on Thursday the 23rd. It’s for a new position in the library system where I work, as a library associate in young adult and children’s services in a branch location. It would mean more money as well as more challenge and more *fun* than my present position. Please waft a prayer for me!

And finally, my boss was delivered of her baby this week, safely though not without difficulty. I thank Antinous Asklepios, Glykon, Juno Lucina, and Diana, to whom prayers were offered. This was definitely a delivery where modern medicine helped.

Turnabout is fair play

Since I posted an update on my fundraiser this morning, I have received some donations! Thank you! So I’m going to boost my friend and mentor PSVL’s fundraiser:

Send the Antinoan Doctor to the World Parliament of Religions!

I still need your help

Good morning, friends! I am thrilled to tell you that a donor who wishes to remain anonymous has given me HALF the money I need for my security deposit. I am now trying to raise only $400 by September 1st. I STILL NEED YOUR HELP. I’m not asking anyone to donate hundreds of dollars, though I’m not going to turn you down if you do! If enough of my friends, readers, fellow cockatiel lovers donate small amounts, I will have what I need. Please consider throwing a few bucks my way. Rembrandt and I will be really grateful. I’d even write something to order for you, a poem or prayer or fic or essay. Thanks for reading.

Click here to donate to my security deposit fundraiser.

I need your help, dear readers

I’ve been living in a studio apartment for two years on a month-to-month basis. Now, with a view to selling the building or refinancing his mortgage, my landlord has requested that I sign a lease and give him a security deposit. I have no savings and no way of raising this money without asking for help. Please help me raise $400 by the end of July and another $400 by the end of August. Please support A Nest for Spanky and Me. (Spanky’s my bird.)

My dog’s better than yours, but my god isn’t

A while ago a reader expressed some misgivings about this post, in which I stated that my god (Antinous) is cuter than your god. She felt that such uncategorical statements might lead to contention amongst devotees of different gods.

So let me state publicly what I said in my reply to her: Anything I say about Antinous being cute, or cuter than other gods (and *are* there other gods their worshippers call cute?), is far from being disrespect to other gods or irreverence toward Antinous: It’s a bit of mockery of myself, for being a middle-aged woman all swoony over a boy who was deified when he was about nineteen, and who thus is eternally nineteen, for all that he’s a god.

I also remember that something decidedly unreligious was running through my head while I wrote that blog entry. This version of it is a bit before my time, but I think you can see why this foolishness would stick in my head and come out as “My god’s cuter than yours”.

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