screaming loud enough to turn back the wind

This morning, my sister decided it was time to let her cat Jenny go; to combat Jenny’s chronic illness would have been cruel because her quality of life... it would’ve been cruel.

Jenny has been part of my life for almost ten years. Of course, I named her, and her nicknames rotated between Jenny the Hutt, JennyMelon, and JennyBean.

Triggers this past week:

On thanksgiving, my uncle's oven literally caught fire - there were actual flames.

Last night (11/28), I dreamed about running into a fire to rescue dozens of cats.

Today (11/29), someone texted me pictures of kittens that need fostering and one looked exactly like baby!Gus.

What the fuck is the world trying to tell me?

So, I'm taking a class called Subversive Fairy Tales and Radical Bliss, right? We read various fairy tale themed works and write fairy tale prose/poetry.

I am straight-up writing poems about fairy tales and mostly playing with format; my classmates are writing poetry that interprets our prompts other ways, and some of the works, I am really not liking. We read our pieces aloud and then have small-group workshops, where everybody's gets 5 minutes of focus. I'm the only non-English/creative writing major in the room (though, I DO have a BA in English).

I just... some of the feedback I've been getting is making me wonder if I'm as good a writer as I think I am, but then, maybe it's just that our styles are different? I'm not experimenting with topics or voices or styles; I am straight-up writing fairy tale poetry for my subversive fairy tale class, and I guess it's too on-the-nose for some of my classmates?

This is my fun class. I'm thinking of talking to the professor about it tomorrow, because we're meeting to discuss my work thus far.

Tell me or link me to your favorite uplifting quote or poem, and/or an uplifting piece of advice, please.

Book count for July through March (not including books that were begun in those months and finished in another; including books begun in earlier months and finished in these):

July: 95

August: 32

September: 31

Book count for January through March (not including books that were begun in those months and finished in another):

January: 25
February: 54
March: 76

So, I have a cousin who lives in Houston; she and her family rode out Hurricane Harvey safely.

I also have a cousin in Tampa, who has decided to go to a friend's house further north to ride out Hurricane Irma, because she waited too long to leave Florida entirely.

So I'm on season 2 of Z Nation and I'm liking it way more than I did Walking Dead.

So, not only did I keep Abaddon, I've also gotten Anakin.




I'm moving into a new apartment later this month; same complex, different building.

I've come up with a tentative idea for my dissertation.

I've discovered that Amazon has wishlists.

Macaroon, Marmalade, and Turtle have all been returned to Cat Haven ready for adoption.

I finished Supernatural season 11 - shit got crazy, yo. I really enjoyed season 11 for the most part, nearly as much as the early seasons. Did not enjoy the overall arc of it, though. But they were brothers again! But the writers completely wasted demon!Dean.

I am now fostering a stray lilsis found until Cat Haven has room for her. I named her Abbadon.
I'm taking her to the vet tomorrow because one of her back legs is injured. She is the most adoptable cat I have ever met in my life; she follows humans around like she's a puppy