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Disabled surgeon Ben has steamy affair with hospital orderly, ex-soldier John. But are they too different for love to prevail? #carinapitch

Yesterday, Carina Press had a 'Pitch us your book on Twitter’ event, so I pitched Loving Wisely, the original m/m novel I wrote for last year’s NaNoWriMo, and have been poking at ever since.

Two (!) of the participating Carina editors messaged me to say they wanted to read it!

So now I have 3 days to give it a final polish, write a query letter, and submit the manuscript.

I’m not freaking out. I’m totally freaking out.

In puppy news, it finally stopped raining here so the puppies got to spend the day outdoors in a special enclosure with grass, toys, a "den" to hide/sleep in, and a tent for shade. I'll try to remember to get a picture of it this afternoon to show you. A & I spent time encouraging them to explore and walk and run and climb up the stairs onto the deck, which is where these pics are from:

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tw: illness, Cancer, end-of-life care

One of the things I love most about living out here is how close-knit a community we are. Neighbours become like family. Which means when someone needs help, everyone pitches in to the best of their ability.

My neighbour CJ was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer two years ago, and up until now has been doing pretty well. We found out on Friday that his pancreatic cancer had moved into his liver, which means... well that they're now counting in weeks instead of months. He's at home, with excellent home medical support, but they don't have any family nearby.

So for the next few weeks (or however long) I'm going to be spending a couple of hours at my neighbour's just about every day, helping out in whatever way I can. I went over yesterday and sat with him while his wife A was at a physio appointment, and did some housework while I was there. Today I helped care for (and clean up after) their puppies, and also provided some much-needed emotional support.

Expect a steady supply of cute puppy pictures:

two puppies peerign over the edge of their enclosure

four puppies asleep on an orange blanket

a brown puppy being held in a lap



Jun. 2nd, 2017 06:29 pm
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I'm helping my neighbour take care of her 8-week-old puppies while her husband is in hospital:

a pile of sleeping puppies
Pile of cute

puppies eating
Om nom nom nom

puppy chewing on my hand
Hello, yes, I am adorable
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Last night at Quilt Guild (of which, for my sins, I am President this year and next), we had a guest speaker. Lieutenant-Colonel L was a Canadian Armed Forces Chaplain from 1988 to 2015 and served tours in Kosovo and Afghanistan. She gave an absolutely wonderful talk with lots of great photos of the Canadian Army encampments in Kosovo and Afghanistan, lots of details about what she did as Chaplain, and what her role in the military was like. She explained a "Tactical Landing" (of a troup-transport aircraft), why they repatriate the bodies of dead service-men and -women at night, how bad sandstorms really are, how cumbersome body armour is, "Yes, the food is really that bad," how to sleep when it's 30 degrees C at night, the lengths a war-hardened soldier will to go for an Orange Tang Popsicle, "Those scenes in M*A*S*H where all the bras and underwear are hanging all over the tents to dry - yes."

So my writer's brain had an absolutely wonderful time sopping up every little bit of knowledge and atmosphere, which she did a fantastic job imparting. She also showed us the quilts she had made while she was deployed, and then passed around her medals, and a piece of standard-issue kit called a "Ranger blanket" Oh. My. Gods. I must have one. They're ugly cammo green, but they are so warm and so light it's amazing. As soon as I have $50 I'm getting one from an Army Surplus website, and be sure that they will be showing up in my fic regularly from now on.

After the presentation I asked her whether the Canadian Army had an equivalent to MOS 56M (Chaplain assistant)[1], but she said they didn't. That her driver would fulfill the role of bodyguard whenever she was "outside the wire" and that the roles of Chaplain were quite different between Canada & the US, so the other "assistant" functions of a Chaplain's Assistant weren't needed. And also, if she ever needed help with anything, she never had trouble finding it. Everyone was always happy to help the Chaplain in a war zone...

[1] While I did tell her I was a writer to explain why I was asking, I of course didn't mention that my extensive research of US Army MOSs was due to research I'd done for writing gay romance novels. Though she was a United Church of Canada minister, who are about as liberal as you can get while still being Christian, so she probably wouldn't have been offended...

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My [community profile] trope_bingo card, for reference.

fuck or diehandcuffed/bound togetherau: hooker/porn/stripperpoker/strip pokersecret relationship
immortality/reincarnationau: neighborsmind controlau: college/highschoolforced to marry
time travelcelebratory kissWILD CARDau: cop/detectiveau: magic
sharing a bedsex pollenrivals to loversalpha/beta/omegaslavefic
bodyswapmistletoe kissau: all-humande-agedin vino veritas/drunkfic


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