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Poll Tuesday

I feel like I’m exposing myself a little bit with this bc my introduction to fic is soo random I think, but whatever your answer please tell me the story! I wanna know haha

#googling Ned and Catelyn Stark and ending up on AO3 is absolutely what happened to me

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I'm Not the same anon but I just wanted to say Honestly doesn't matter when I'm so invested in your fics that if I'm alive I'll be there to read them no matter how much time has passed. Hopefully you won't lose your love for Ned and Cat until then :)

In the mean time I just reread your stories over and over again because they are wonderful even after many times of rereading. Much love to you wishing you all the best.

This is a very sweet message which has taken me far too long to respond to because of my extremely rare presence on tumblr these days.

I will never lose my love for Ned and Cat. In some ways, real life events in the past couple years have actually made them even dearer to me oddly enough.

I do intend to finish all my unfinished tales. (And my annoying brain keeps dreaming up new ones randomly in spite of my best efforts to tell it to shut up!) I just honestly don’t know when my intentions will become actions.

Wishing you all the best, as well, sweet Nonnie!

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I just want to say I love your fics so much, especially the ‘Would That You Were Mine’ series and Vows. Hope that you finish them, but even if you don’t they were so great!

Thank you.

I do intend to finish them at some point. Life has been rather full of ups and downs since just before the pandemic began, and I fear both the good and not-so-good happenings have conspired to prevent my desired return to writing.

Thank you again for your kind words about my writing. The unfinished snippets of chapters of my long unfinished stories or installments in my various series still sit in my documents, and I think about them fairly often. I truly have no desire to abandon them.

I hope to find the time, energy, and presence of mind to do more than think about them, but each time I’ve made a commitment to write, something happens to cause me to go back on it, so I’ve given up on promising any timelines.

I do appreciate your wanting more of my writing, though.

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Hi are you planning on completing ‘Vows Kept and Broken’ on AO3?

Short answer, yes.

Longer answer, several years ago I somehow managed to find the time and energy to write a great deal in spite of having what I considered a pretty full life. Somehow, in recent years I have no time or energy at all. All the people who told me I’d have so much more time for myself once the kids were grown didn’t factor in my working a full time job in healthcare during a global pandemic and now during the post-pandemic labor crunch with far too much work for too few employees. Nor did they predict my mother’s sudden acute illness back in February which put her in the ICU for 54 days and has led to a very long, slow recovery with repeated hospitalizations and multiple home health therapists. Since my only brother lives 21 hours away from Mom by car and I live 20 minutes away, I’m at her house at least for a bit every day and all day some days. Whatever “free” time I have, I try hard to spend with my husband and sons (Mr, DKNC and I managed to steal 3 days to go see our oldest son and his wife who live 2 states away this month for the first time since June!) because nothing makes me happier than my family. And sometimes, late at night, when I’m much too exhausted to function, the characters from my unfinished fics started talking to each other in my brain and the plot lines are all there begging me to start typing. And unfortunately, because this generally happens at midnight or later, and all I’m capable of in that moment is sleep, I just mumble “Someday” and tell them to shut up and please come back when I’m fully conscious and not behind on at least a dozen things that need doing. Because I have to believe that day is going to arrive eventually.

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I've been seeing in the news about the floods in Kentucky, I hope you and your family are safe. I'm sending you love and good thoughts

You are so sweet, my friend!! The flooding is truly terrible, and it has hit areas of the state where a lot of the people have very little to begin with. I live several hours away from there and have not been impacted directly by the flooding, but various organizations and churches here are sending water, non-perishable foods, hand sanitizer, sainting wipes, etc.

The death toll stands at 37 and is expected to rise. Over 350 people are living in temporary shelter and over 10,000 people remain without power.

For anyone interested in helping the flood victims, the Team Eastern Kentucky Flood Relief Fund has been established by our governor, Andy Beshear, and all funds go directly to relief for the people affected by this disaster.

Climate change is real, y’all—historic floods, mammoth wildfires, violent storms, record heat waves. My little corner of the world is just one place suffering the effects. And things will only get worse if nothing changes.

To those of you living here in America, speak up and make it clear to those in power that climate change IS a crisis worth dealing with, and then VOTE for people willing to make the hard choices to meet that crisis.

Y’all living elsewhere should do the same, but as we have the dubious distinction of being one of the world’s greatest carbon emitters, I’m shouting loudest at everybody right here in the USA.

To you, my sweet friend, I am very touched you reached out. I haven’t been on here in a million years, and yet you’re checking on my welfare. You are a gem. Truly a gem.

#I have the best and kindest followers ever #even when I’m an absentee! #Kentucky flooding #climate change

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Wishing all the Americans who share my love of Our November celebration of blessings, family, and—let’s be honest, gluttony—a very happy Thanksgiving tomorrow!

I have all my men under my roof at the same time for the first time in nearly a year, and I’m loving every minute of it! (Even if I did just leave them all downstairs enjoying each other’s company and a bottle of Macallan while I’m heading to sleep because I’m getting up early to cook all day!!

It’s been an eventful year for the DKNC family with a roller coaster of highs and lows and big life events for everyone, but we are all well and together now—looking forward to our feast tomorrow and Son #1’s wedding in just over 3 weeks!

I miss writing. Life has conspired to keep me focused on many other things for a very long time, and given my son and and soon-to-be daughter-in-law’s selection of a mid-December wedding, I’ve no hope of reviving my traditional Christmas fic from years past this year. But I have decided that after a year like this one, I need to get back to doing some of the things I love just for me. So I’m committing to update one of my long dormant works in process at least every two months in 2022. That’s still an abysmally slow writing schedule, but exponentially better than I’ve done in ages—and I’ve gotta start somewhere, right?

In the mean time, I once wrote a Thanksgiving fic and it is the season, so if any of you Ned/Cat folks (or general Stark family fun fans) are interested in an old story set on Turkey Day, here’s the link to “Turkey and Family History.”

#happy thanksgiving #ned x cat #Stark family fic #catelyn stark #ned stark #brandon stark #starklings

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My 13 year old tortoiseshell cat Sugar has drunk her water like this she was a kitten, taking her time and savoring every sip.

Meanwhile, her sister Spice (also 13, they’re littermates) always laps hers from the bowl with speed and efficiency and is now staring at me and silently asking, “Can we just go outside already?”

#my sweet kitties #such completely different personalities since birth! #they make me smile

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#this is me

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Full offence but countries like America, Australia, the UK, etc, should all be -- not only accepting as many refugees from Afghanistan as need be, but helping refugees get the fuck out of Afghanistan.

We're the ones who spent twenty years fucking up their country and murdering their civilians "for fun." And then we just collectively drop everything and say "the Taliban can have you."

Fuck that noise. It's disgusting. There are untold numbers of people fleeing the Taliban right now, across the whole country, with all of them -- but especially women and anyone who might be accused of helping the old government/foreign armies -- fearing for their lives.

The Western countries that have spent two decades fucking up Afghanistan have a duty of fucking care to the civilians left behind.

Breaking news as of 16 August 2021 is that the Afghan president and all other government officials have fled Kabul. The "last stronghold" that was predicted to "hold out against the Taliban for three months" has fallen within a week, and most civilians in that city and others that have been overrun are now fearing for their lives.

We have a basic moral obligation to help them in any way possible. That includes taking unreserved numbers of refugees that are refugees in large part due to the actions of the "heroic west."

#THIS

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A Google doc with resources for Afghanistan 

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How are you?

I’m okay, Nonnie. Thanks for asking. 😄

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True story

#oh look! #a picture of me while writing chapter 49 of Love and Honor #my so-called fix-it fic had a pretty high body count by the end #Whoops indeed! #hahahahaha!

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I am pretty much over the snow. Over a foot deep in our back yard for over a week now. I have to confess I borrowed the Maker’s Mark picture from my uncle’s Facebook. After Covid quarantine and being snowed in for long hours at a time, all bourbon bottles in THIS old Kentucky home are pretty much empty!

My post and tags are meant to be humorous, but please remember the winter storms throughout the American south have left millions without power, heat, and water—and those folks need help!

#Greetings from Winterfell! #seriously considering moving to Dorne

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Hi . . . um, world? My name’s America. I don’t know if you remember me. I’ve kinda been isolating myself for the past 4 years. You see, I was in this really abusive relationship withthis guy who was really narcissistic and controlling and wanted to be everything to me so he ran off all my friends.

But, I finally broke up with him, and I know I can’t make it all by myself. I need my friends. I’m with a new guy now, and he’s very supportive of my reaching out to other people. He told me today I should get involved again with activities I used to participate in—like the Paris Climate Accords and the WHO. So . . . um, sorry about my recent awfulness, but now that I’ve finally escaped my abuser, I’m gonna put myself out there and I hope we can rebuild our friendship.

#bye Don! #I’m with Joe now!

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I was going to wish you an happy birthday yesterday and then missed it, so happy belated birthday, Darla!!! I hope you had a good yesterday, even with these circumstances, and I really hope you and your family are staying safe and healthy, and that 2021 treats you all well :D Wish you much happiness and love ❤❤

Thank you for the birthday wishes. My birthday was actually both a day of incredible gratitude and a day of feeling physically awful.

Almost my entire family has now had Covid. It started with my middle son who we assume was exposed at work as he works in a restaurant. In fairly rapid succession, my youngest son, my husband, and then I came down with it as well.

Best thing about Son #2’s exposure is that it apparently came after my oldest son and his fiancée went back to Virginia after Christmas and they did not get it. Worst thing is that my 82 year old mother asked him to do a couple things at her house the day before he got his fever. And she got Covid, too.

I cannot say enough how important it is to protect yourself from this virus—it is scary as hell and is still raging out of control in the U.S. and many places around the world. As a health care worker, I had received my first vaccine, but I got it one day before my son got his fever—too late for it to protect me.

Both boys felt terrible for about 2 days, and then their biggest problem was their inability to taste and smell. By the time their 10 day isolation period was up, they were actually well.

I had my mother get tested as soon as we knew Son#2 had it and contact her physicians as soon as she tested positive. To my dismay, in spite of her age and heart disease, they didn’t want to see her, and simply advised her to go to the ER if her oxygen level dropped or she got short of breath. THERE ARE TREATMENTS WHICH CAN REDUCE HOSPITALIZATION AND DEATHS IN HIGH RISK PATIENTS BUT ONLY IF GIVEN IN THE FIRST 10 DAYS AND ONLY IF THEY ARE NOT ALREADY HOSPITALIZED OR ON OXYGEN!! I am in health care and so I knew this. I spent 2 days (the same 2 days I began to suspect I had it, too) getting her an appointment for an infusion of monoclonal antibodies. I’d moved into her house to monitor her the day she tested positive and she’d had cough, mild sore throat, and intermittent fevers, but no breathing problems. Within 48 hours of her infusion, she never got another fever and slowly began to improve. She never got severely ill. By my birthday, I was finally comfortable that she not only wasn’t going to need the hospital, but didn’t need me staying there any more. I was with her for 9 days, but at least the last 4 of those, she was taking care of me as much as I was taking care of her because I was sicker than her by that point.

Meanwhile, my husband was recovering at home much more slowly than the boys, but more quickly than me. He’s in fair shape now—back to flying airplanes, but still not able to do more than 10-15 minutes on the elliptical machine without his heart rate getting too fast to keep going. I expect he’ll be at least close to his normal by sometime in February.

I’m the only one who had to go to the ER. Never had problems breathing or low oxygen, but my resting heart rate got up to 130 and wouldn’t go down. Got tested for heart attack, myocarditis, and pulmonary embolism, and told, “Well, everything seems okay except for your heart rate and Covid just does that sometimes. If it doesn’t get better over the next several weeks, see a cardiologist.” So it’s been 9 days since my ER visit, and my resting heart rate is mostly in the 90s now. Even 80s or low 70s if I’m lying down for awhile. Still 110-120 any time I’m up moving around which means I stay tired—especially since I went back to work (reduced schedule) Monday. And I still cough quite a bit. But I AM getting better. It’s frustratingly slow, and I honestly don’t know when I’ll feel “normal” again, but I’m happy to feel human and even happier to have all the people I love and myself alive after battling this monster.

I also find myself imagining being in the place of one of the over 400,000 people who’ve died of Covid in this country or whose family members have died. Because that easily could have been me.

Please, take precautions to avoid this thing. Get your vaccination when it’s available. And if anyone who is in a high risk group DOES get this, know there are proactive treatments available and push for them. I don’t know how my mother’s illness would have gone if I hadn’t known how to get her the monoclonal antibodies, and that infuriates me on behalf of everyone who doesn’t have a pushy medically knowledgeable daughter. Your access to good medical care shouldn’t depend on that!!

Anyway, my dear friend, I do appreciate your birthday wishes, and I’m sorry to have hijacked your message into a bit of a Covid awareness post, but on this American presidential Inauguration Day, as I look forward with hope, I feel compelled to speak to this pandemic and encourage people to do everything in their power to stay healthy and safe so all of us can make it into a more hopeful future.

Much love, sweet girl!

#thestagthatlovedthewolf #is truly a wonderful human being #covid19

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She was perfect!!

#amanda gorman #presidential inauguration

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And the United States of America has a new president!! IT’S A GOOD DAY!!!!!!