Words are inadequate

who say hey, it's not my place to know what's right

Fri, 23 Nov 2012 05:42:46 GMT

This year I'm mostly thankful for people.

People who give me good books.

Who've been around to talk to.

Who've listened.

Who've offered support when I needed it.

Who've nudged me when I've been collapsing back into myself.

I mean, I'm thankful for the cats and the fireplace and Vancouver even in the permarain and all that. But really, except for the cats that would all be a lot less without friends.

Thank you.

(And this year ought to be the last year I do this on Yanksgiving.)

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"i can't complain but sometimes i still do"

Thu, 24 Nov 2011 20:40:01 GMT

Right, Thanksgiving. I would have done this on the proper day except I was busy having my brain rearranged. May as well stick to the US schedule for one more year.

I'm thankful for #VPXV. For the experience itself, of course, but also for the reminder / reinforcement /reprogramming that writing stories is What I Do. And for the community, for the twenty-seven other writers and eight and a half instructors and uncounted staff, many of whose chatterings I can keep up with on a daily basis thanks to Twitter. ("Thankful for Twitter" being one of those things I never, ever, thought I'd say.)

I'm thankful that I got to go back to DC a couple weeks ago and see an awful lot of good friends. I'm thankful that I know vvalkyri, who is a fantastic native guide. (Seriously, if she ever says "it's right around here, and it's neat," take the few minutes to go see whatever it is. The old Greyhound station on New York Avenue has been refurbished into this spectacular 1930s art-deco museum thing, and I would never have known.) I'm overwhelmed and thankful that there were two dozen people willing to give up their Saturday morning to come have dim sum with us, including two who came down from Philly.

I'm thankful that I could go down to Seattle for the VNV concert last night. That's a combination of 'have the money to do so,' 'have a job that's flexible enough that it doesn't mind me being late to work this morning,' and 'have a partner who's supportive of my efforts to meet cute chicks on the internet.' Incidentally, both the concert and J-- from Seattle were pretty cool.

I'm thankful that I get to live in Vancouver, which seems to be the perfect city for me even if right now the rain is falling sideways, and I'm deeply thankful that I get to live here with uilos, who just made a dozen jars of salsa verde.

Life is, overall, pretty decent. Except that now I have to go return the rental car, in the sideways rain.

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thx

Thu, 25 Nov 2010 23:33:05 GMT

Meh. I'm thankful for friends, more than anything. For darkfyre_muse and elf and babushek and everyone else who's asked me "how are you doing?", or offered *hug*s, or listened when I needed to talk and had good and wise and comforting things to say. For an old acquaintance who I've seen maybe a half-dozen times in the last fifteen years, who looked me in the eye and said "Take care of yourself, okay?" and meant it, because she was concerned about me; for a new friend who has twice told me something I needed to hear at exactly the right time. For uilos, for whom words are inadequate.

I'm thankful for my job, both that I have one that doesn't suck and that it's enabling me to flee to Vancouver where (I hope) I belong. I'm thankful that I'm self-sufficient and debt-free and could drop two grand on a new laptop a month ago.

I'm thankful for writing, though it doesn't really seem that way right now. (But I am a writer, and I will finish the shit that I started.) I'm thankful for all the stories that have been a part of my life.

I'm thankful for the chance to Get My Shit Together, because the only way out is through.

I'm thankful for the cat who was sitting on my arm half an hour ago, and the cat who's curled up next to me right now, and all the other cats who have ever stopped by to say hello to me.

Mostly, though, I'm thankful for uilos.

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