The York Hoard
That sounds like the lead up to a story in Smithsonian magazine about a treasure hoard found accidentally in the back yard of some house in rural England.
Instead, it’s this:
That is my grandmother’s silver plate, or some of it anyway. It’s what my mother got after Memaw died, which was back in the mid-1970s. I barely knew Memaw, and don’t remember her much, but I’ve still got her silver plate. There is some kind of metaphor there…
A major project I’ve been chipping away at for months is re-packing boxes that are so old they are falling apart, after so many years and so many moves, and putting them into sturdy, labeled totes. I keep telling myself that someday, someday, I’ll own a house and have shelves to display this excellent hoard.
Someday.
Weekly Roundup
Last week was so busy, it felt like I was traveling at mach 10:
Transmigrated Teri just dropped Chapter 2! Subtitled: “Teri’s first day of pandemic lockdown gets worse…” Teri is a middle-aged office drone who gets transmigrated into the fantasy series she loves to hate, and nothing is going to go the way she’s thinks it should.
Guide for Hobbyist Authors, pt. 2: Writing is up! I delve into the mysteries of actually getting some damn writing done, looking at both productivity strategies and writing apps to help you get those words out.
The Skeptic’s Inspirational continues! Daily bites of motivation, inspiration, and reflections suitable for everyone, no matter your spiritual or philosophical approach to life.
The Bastards of Yumeng continues with Chapter 47! The boys to the rescue! Kinda sorta! (This fanfiction is a WIP and is in the 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) / 魔道祖师-墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī fandom, free to read over on AO3!)
THROWBACK!
I love exploring the ideas we take for granted, and “genre” is one of those things. We tend to treat genres as if they are naturally occurring in nature, but it is a relatively modern concept. If a deep dive into the “why” of genres sounds interesting, you have lucked out, friend! I am here for you!!!
It’s a Keely-Boo World
Keely continues to muddle along! Her new favorite treats are the Begging Strips, which I break up into small pieces to feed to her, works well with the few teeth she has. She came this way, unfortunately. The vet said the wear on them suggested she had been in a cage for a long time and gnawed at the wires. :(
But now she is a spoiled princess, as you can tell on a cold day recently when I had a small room heater going and Keely decided it was hers:
Thanks for reading Keely’s Way!
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