WildGarlic of Bluster
Mar. 21st, 2018 09:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoI may have mentioned before that I've had three agents, and they all died. People tell me I'd better not say that . . . just in case it makes potential agents nervous. I didn't mention earlier this week that I had a therapy appointment scheduled for yesterday. It was to be the first such appointment in a month, because my therapist went to Hawaii on vacation. When she returned, she called me to cancel our next appointment, because she had come down with the flu and was not well enough to see me. So it was put off another week. Well, this week I got a text from her daughter to let me know that Madame--my private nickname for her, which she doesn't know about!--had fallen and broken her hip, so my appointment was canceled once again. I would be afraid that I have a bad effect on therapists, too, but I know the one I visited in Pennsylvania is alive and well, thank goodness. This would be comical if Madame were a character in the comic novel version of my life, but since she's a real person, I can't laugh.
We went for a walk today. It was quite cold again, barely above freezing. We saw a swan landing on the lake, making that surprisingly loud thwap thwap thwap sound they make as they land, spanking the water with their feet and flapping their broad wings.
I'm still composting around with my sequel outline, trying to figure out what happens when. Unfortunately, this always makes me feel that I'm not accomplishing anything. Also unfortunately, my current line of research has involved reading some accounts by people who had been members of the discredited Legion of Christ and its auxiliaries. Wow, what terrible people. What an oppressive structure of insidious manipulation and abuse. Lives were ruined, and for what? All so a psychopath could surround himself with acolytes who would be good at fundraising and never ask any questions. It's no surprise to me, because I'm a bit of a SME on bad religion. But I do end up shaking my head in amazement yet again.
Yesterday I was able to get hold of my mother on one of her phones and tell her of our plan to come and see her at Easter. Tonight, her phones are once again mysteriously out of whack, and I was unable to reach her. This is discouraging, but after calling three times, there's nothing more I can do.
We went for a walk today. It was quite cold again, barely above freezing. We saw a swan landing on the lake, making that surprisingly loud thwap thwap thwap sound they make as they land, spanking the water with their feet and flapping their broad wings.
I'm still composting around with my sequel outline, trying to figure out what happens when. Unfortunately, this always makes me feel that I'm not accomplishing anything. Also unfortunately, my current line of research has involved reading some accounts by people who had been members of the discredited Legion of Christ and its auxiliaries. Wow, what terrible people. What an oppressive structure of insidious manipulation and abuse. Lives were ruined, and for what? All so a psychopath could surround himself with acolytes who would be good at fundraising and never ask any questions. It's no surprise to me, because I'm a bit of a SME on bad religion. But I do end up shaking my head in amazement yet again.
Yesterday I was able to get hold of my mother on one of her phones and tell her of our plan to come and see her at Easter. Tonight, her phones are once again mysteriously out of whack, and I was unable to reach her. This is discouraging, but after calling three times, there's nothing more I can do.
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