Archive for August, 2014

Brushing Off the Dust

Posted: August 1, 2014 in Uncategorized

It’s certainly been quite some time since I’ve put anything out into the social media world. In the time since my last post, I’ve gotten a few more followers both here and on Twitter, and none of you have seen a word from me. A lot has happened in that time, some good, some not so good. I’ll get into the not so good stuff later on, maybe. For now I’ll say that it’s been a rough year so far.

That being said, on to the good stuff.

You’ve probably heard a lot of words of mine, thanks to the hard work of Veronica. She single-handedly brought our book to a new audience, recording those words with as much love as we put into writing them. That’s just how she rolls. And thanks to that labor of love, V has brought us to an unexpected place: finalists in the 2014 Parsec Awards. In the immortal words of Anton Jackson, “I’m just as surprised as you!”

Whatever the results, I am honored to be in the running with a great partner in crime.

As for myself, I’m continuing along at a glacial pace but seeds have been planted. One that’s already come to fruit is a piece in an upcoming anthology for Mercedes Lackey’s Valdemar universe. Going back to fantasy was a refreshing change of pace from primarily technology-driven genres over the last several years, and this was a project where I wanted to do my best in a richly-established world. If you happen to check out the anthology when it’s released, I hope you enjoy my offering.

There really isn’t a whole lot left to fill you in on without going into the not so good stuff I mentioned above. So to the new followers who have not yet met me, welcome! Other projects are beginning to sprout, and I plan on keeping folks more up-to-date with those. Read on if you wish to know the gory details, otherwise I bid you farewell until next time.

—Zen

 

 

 

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Okay then, what’s all this I’ve been alluding to?

At the end of January, my dad was taken from his work to ER in terminal condition. He was stabilized over the course of the next few weeks, suffering from Fournier’s gangrene (do not do an image search, trust me on this one), MRSA and renal failure. The doctors later informed us that if he had called in sick that day (Friday), he wouldn’t have made it through the weekend. So his unwavering work ethic ended up saving his life.

Though he’d been stabilized relatively quickly, the damage was significant. Several rounds of skin grafts and reconstructive surgery were required, and it was almost 5 months before he’d recovered enough for home care. He is home now, although we’re still dealing with several weekly appointments and the final ostomy reversals, which are on hold until a nasty decubitus ulcer heals up (and is reluctant to do so). On top of all that, the doctors are now making noises about chronic kidney disease and thyroid problems. So we’re not quite out of the woods yet, but we can see the clearing.

If there are any of my new readers at this point, I’d like to make it perfectly clear that I’m not asking for any kind of aid or assistance. This was to let my family and friends know how things are going. We’re on shaky ground but we are getting by. If you really would like to help out somehow, the most I could ask is to tell your friends to check out this new book you’ve heard about—or if reading is for nerds, they can listen to it instead. Fun for the whole post-nuclear family!

I’ll do my best to stay in better touch. Until next time, I’ll be searchin’ for my bootstraps.

— Cedric