The Power of Glowing

If you search, you can find "Of Power" by Coral Bentley, on the Xlibris Bookstore. It's not as easy to find in Amazon or in Barnes and Noble, but it's there too.

I cheated by just buying its publication instead of trying to find an agent to try to find a publisher, but I wrote it for real.

I'm not just an author - I'm a published author.

I have deleted my livejournal account, now that its terms of service require me to be happy with what they're doing and I'm not. I hope my friends took note of where I am now, but I honestly don't think that's the case. It's been silent here.

We'll see.

If someone calls you with an automated message saying that your polling station has been changed, do not believe them. Check with the Elections Canada website if you have ANY doubts. 1 450 760 7746 is NOT an Elections Canada phone number.

I called my local Member of Parliament, who'd already received personally ten calls just like mine. They are going to file a formal complaint.

I'm relieved they are complaining - but that doesn't help with all the people who believed the scammer, and went all the way across town at their expense, and have to get back again and might NOT vote. Gah! I am thinking a lot of mean nasty things at the people who did this, and I really truly hope they are caught and punished enough that I think they got their just rewards.

Don't let anyone fool you. Please pass the word.

I botched up my knee somehow in my sleep.

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"sometimes I wonder if anyone would care if I didn't wake up in the morning"

The truth is that yes, someone would care. I know they would.

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My bunny died last Wednesday.

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Reply to this meme by yelling "Words!" and I will give you five words that remind me of you. Then post them in your LJ and explain what they mean to you.

The ones that Saysh posted for me, and my sense about them as they pertain to me, are...

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Today, Teeny would have been 5 years old.

We're having a petal snowstorm. :) Big pink petals are blowing off the ornamental crab apple tree, in flurries just like we'd see in wintertime. Not quite the same quantities, but it's still very lovely to see. :)

Today is anti-disablism blogging day.

I want to talk about the guy I met on the bus, told me of spending twenty years in an institution where he was abused badly, but he's striving for a good strong life, and proudly tells those who call him 'retard' or whatever it was that he is a good man, he is reaching his goals, and he has the same rights everyone else has.

I want to talk about how I agree - we all have strengths, and hindrances, and we all have our burdens to overcome. For some of us, it looks like they're harder than for others.

I want to talk about a video Binsk posted elsewhere, "Lean On Me," done by an amazing range of people, and how it's great we can talk the talk about helping one another, but wouldn't it be nice if we could look harder to spot those strengths? To find a way to use them, so we all know how valuable we are, and to finally and truly learn that when we do not support, we are hindering another as surely as if we were to bully them directly...

I want to talk about how we are a community, in theory, but the truth of the matter is that a public school principal can receive a deluge of hate mail and death threats for not singing the national anthem every morning, saving it for special occasions. A fellow with MS can be jailed for intoxication because he walks funny, and his mom didn't have any idea where he was until she called the police to report him missing. A four year old can be sued to stay ONLY in his house and driveway, by three 'well meaning' moms, because they're positive autism means gun-toting murderer.

Instead, I'm going to go to bed. I'm going to hope that we can do it, one day at a time - get rid of the 'retard' word, watch as Americans discover there's a bill making it a hate crime to attack someone based on gender or disabilities, and take an extra moment before we rip out a cutting retort - is it worth it, really?

Tomorrow will be a brighter day. We can do it, together - and together is the only way it can happen.