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I have just received a quotation of £500 for repairs to and return shipping of one of my wheels. This is particularly frustrating because the problem started when I was wheeling on a level, even indoor surface (rather than being obviously related to any of the kerb-hopping I do), and consequently is being treated as a mechanical/electrical fault not covered by my insurance. Plus the wretched thing is out of warranty.
This is something I can do out of my savings, with a great deal of stress and a trip to Cambridge and eroding my buffer. Or it's a term's worth of teaching, but I'm not certain I'm going to even get teaching (pay rates increased by a whole 30p/hr, which means that the number of graduate demonstrators has been dramatically reduced, with undergrad TAs taking up some but not all of the slack). And, yeah, I feel pretty dreadful asking for help given that I could cover it, but--
-- if you like my art & essays, and only if you have anything to spare without making things harder for yourself, I would be enormously grateful if you could chuck some money my way. My paypal is kaberett@gmail.com; if you don't like Paypal (entirely understandable!) I can also provide my details for bank transfer (or, you know, work something else out). Currently at approximately £500 - thank you so, so much <3
Regardless of whether you want or are able to chip in on this (really, I mean it <3), comments are open for prompts for poems. They'll likely be shortish and a kissing cousin to flash fiction, but this is true of most of the stuff I write, so.
eta aaaaaaaaaaaah ;____; <333
This is something I can do out of my savings, with a great deal of stress and a trip to Cambridge and eroding my buffer. Or it's a term's worth of teaching, but I'm not certain I'm going to even get teaching (pay rates increased by a whole 30p/hr, which means that the number of graduate demonstrators has been dramatically reduced, with undergrad TAs taking up some but not all of the slack). And, yeah, I feel pretty dreadful asking for help given that I could cover it, but--
-- if you like my art & essays, and only if you have anything to spare without making things harder for yourself, I would be enormously grateful if you could chuck some money my way. My paypal is kaberett@gmail.com; if you don't like Paypal (entirely understandable!) I can also provide my details for bank transfer (or, you know, work something else out). Currently at approximately £500 - thank you so, so much <3
Regardless of whether you want or are able to chip in on this (really, I mean it <3), comments are open for prompts for poems. They'll likely be shortish and a kissing cousin to flash fiction, but this is true of most of the stuff I write, so.
eta aaaaaaaaaaaah ;____; <333
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Date: 2014-09-30 03:37 pm (UTC)The Threshold As Home
Date: 2014-10-09 01:34 am (UTC)of otherness, this sense of being
three generations and three steps removed
from home-that-is-not-home?
Die Heimat (italics are apologies)
does not exist. I'm caught between
the songs & prayers that soothed me
gently sleepwards, and
the language I can write in.
I turn to poetry. I still hold hope
that somewhere in this tension
between meanings, between forms, between
half-glimpsed translucencies
it will at last come clear. I know
the work to build a home is all my own.
Re: The Threshold As Home
Date: 2014-10-09 08:46 am (UTC)that was an unexpected gift in my inbox this morning!
Re: The Threshold As Home
Date: 2014-10-14 11:38 pm (UTC)Re: The Threshold As Home
Date: 2014-10-15 11:30 am (UTC)