So. I took care of my sister-in-law for a couple of days. Today was my brother’s hearing, where the judge refused to let him go without bail, and refused to lower the bail to $500. So, with my wife’s support, and knowing it’s going to hurt us, I bailed him out. It cost a lot, in both money and spousal currency.
This means I’m not going to be able to go to Viable Paradise even if I get accepted; between this and the unexpectedly-large amount I owe in state taxes (fuck you too, California), I just can’t afford it. But that’s a small price compared to the fact that I am sitting in my hotel room with my brother, talking video games, family history, life, and Just Stuff. (He’s on the phone right now, so I can type). And I’m still going to write. Who knows, maybe I’ll get in next year and be able to do it. If not… well, that’s life. Keep moving forward; there’s no going back.
This blog seems to be growing in readership; we’ll see how long before you all decide I’m boring as hell and run away.
I promise, my next post will be more about writing.
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Oh my. Life *is* messy. Good luck…