Like, a New Renaissance…

It’s been a while since I’ve blogged, and trust me, there’s a reason. We are relocating, (AGAIN) to London Ontario. This is the town where Aunt Mimi ran across Dirty Dave, and they decided to run off together. The process for apartment applications has altered significantly and I’ve had to spend a lot of energy on it. It found us successful, however, and I’ll be settled in just in time for Shock Stock to return to our fair city.

YES. IT’S RETURNING FINALLY, AND THE WHOLE OF SOUTHWESTERN ONTARIO BREATHES AGAIN

End of April, I will be the happy resident of a two-bedroom ground floor. This will help ease my horrid knees and hips and I’ll be able to instead, walk about the Ramada London and scope out the cosplays, handiworks of my horror fans, and see some cool actors and hear about behind-the-scenes facts about my favourite movies.

Then, we get drunk at afterparties.

Check the website frequently for updates on guests, and I shall post about tickets, they shall be on sale friday!

Let’s get back to life, Darklings.

I was woken by a notification on my phone. My friend texted me to make sure I was ok. I sleepily texted back something about Mike Nesmith’s death, but then she responded, “No, Anne Rice”…

I was awake

Hey, how are you?

The young woman wakes up, wishing she felt better. She wakes up in pain, and lays in bed to wait it out. While she waits, she checks her phone messages. She feels connected, less alone, when she messages her friends. One friend was posting about how scared he was on his impending surgery. The young woman sends a loving, supportive message, “Hey, how are you?” and smiles wistfully. She wishes she could go but Hospitals have hazards, like disease and viruses floating around. She has no immune system support, so she can’t go. The young man sees the message, and takes a deep breath. They chat about it through text, and she eases his mind. He was about to cancel the surgery, but the young woman’s message gives him motivation to go forward with it.

TW: Self harm reference

Losing Caleb

During this Pandemic, I knew I would be acquainted with someone who lost their life to this Virus. I knew I would be mourning a friend, acquaintance or, heaven forbid, a family member, or possibly myself.

I took steps to stay alive, stay safe, and thankfully, my family even, took the risks in the beginning to bring my parents and I groceries, necessities, and any thing we needed in the first six months. I stayed home, I kept my son home.

The Real Privilege of Healthcare in Canada

I went to visit a friend today. They’ve been in a very bad place mentally, and I felt I needed to visit, bring them food, medication, make sure they were stable enough to be left alone, as they attempted to take their own life recently. I know someone will say “Why not take said friend to a Hospital? Or call the Police and do a wellness check?” Well, I didn’t feel safe to. You see, my friend is Native, First Nations. Calling the police is as likely to kill them as to save them.

In Quarantine times

I need to self-isolate.

There’s a Pandemic, and I have a chronic illness. That would kill me, and I have to be here for my son.

I need to self-isolate.

People are refusing to wear masks, they “Can’t breathe”, not that that mattered to the unarmed black man who was smothered to death on live video.

I need to self-isolate.

No one else is isolating, no one is masking and I’m told “If you don’t want to get sick, stay home” So my question is, do YOU really want to get sick??

What we taught the Kenosha shooter

It’s been a long month. I’ve had a lot of ideas for writing, but my brains have been too fried by the pandemic to put all my thoughts down in order.

Busting the White Supremacy Lie

The first time I said something racist, I was six, and I didn’t know it was racist.

I said what I said

Some people think we’re too “Left wing” but we have our parents to blame for that, and the shows they let us watch…

Evil Dead II star loses battle with Cancer

The horror world, still reeling from the loss of Joel Schumacher, has just received another fine blow. Evil Dead II star and Sam Raimi alumni, Danny Hicks, lost his short battle with an aggressive stage IV cancer.