Blessed Solstice to you, sister witch! May your hearth and home be lit with the fires of hope, love, and life, and may the promise of the greening give you comfort through the long winter nights.
Hey, sister mine. Sorry I've taken so long to answer. I told myself I'd read your Yule fic first, but I've been having a bad time of things (mostly career-wise, so it could be worse) and keep thinking I'm not up to it. There's some little part of my brain that just doesn't stop flipping between the pain and the beauty of your "Last Harvest" fic from way back, and I don't feel up to facing any pain. But that was for Samhain, not Yule, I guess. Arg. Confusion reigns. Actually, I'm just now realizing that facing the season is exactly what I need - to remember change can be a greening. (Like nation-wide job search change, when I just want to hide under a rock. But sometimes when I peek out I spend hours scribbling as fast as I can all the ideas I have, which are coalescing into a research plan I could present to the NIH or such, and really DO something. Or try to wedge more firmly under the rock, and hold on to my job as long as possible even though a significant portion of the organization that pays me would appreciate my resignation.
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Please, no worries on the delayed response time. Believe me, I get it, and I completely understand, too, why the Yule fic may not be your cuppa at the moment. Really--No worries
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To you too! Ready to kick the ass end of 2011? Hey, did I hear rumblings about grad school? I'm at a fork wormhole in the road right about now. Maybe we have some things in common.
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