Emmeran: Blog

Apologies to all my readers. The author is taking a few days off to write a eulogy.

-Emmeran

A very heart felt Thank You to all that reached out when I lamented my little sister's medical emergency. Your words of kindness and strength were greatly appreciated.

I wish I could report that all is well however the situation remains in doubt and they had to put her back on the respirator this morning. She's expected to continue residence in the ICU for at least the next thirty days.

The sucky part is I've been down this road twice before with other women I cared seriously about and I'm definitely frightened that the third time might the the charm/curse.

Nothing I can do and I'm more than a little pissed off at the world. Time to go swing that axe and split some wood, burn this stress off.

Thanks again for caring and thanks for listening,
-Emmeran

It is possible that I may look back at these years and find fodder for a decent story. I'm sure I probably will find a few bits which can be used.
But when it's your life and your people and the shit going down is real, as in real permanent. Well that sucks.

My little sister was life-flighted Monday night. Apparently something went dreadfully wrong with the plumbing, not the wiring, in her brain box. She collapsed and she missed out on every second of her helicopter ride. Three surgeries later she is Critical but Stable. I guess that means 50/50 in hospital lingo.

I think she was getting ready to turn the big 50 this fall. She's had a tough life. We adopted her from Korea as a child and then our family broke up a few years later. After that she dealt with a swamp of shit. And now this.

I'm hoping she'll make it but at the same time it here I am the big bad fearless Jarhead scared as hell that might lose my baby sister to a stupid brain leak.

Fuck the world.

Sadly sometimes they are

I stumbled across this repulsive tidbit of news and it made me reflect on some of the things I've seen on here. My woman actually morphed into Banshee when she read the story and my ears still hurt. I wonder if these fantasies and stories can actually be dangerous and if maybe we should all take a little more care in what we depict as acceptable behavior.

As my readers know, this exact topic is being addressed after a fashion in my "10 Pound Bag of Shit" saga. It's been tough to write about and I know it's been tough to read for most people, hang tight we're almost through it as a topic line in the story.

One of the things I'm proudest about with the American Culture is how willing we are to run our dirty laundry up the flag pole for everyone to see. We don't seem to be afraid to admit our faults and address them in public. Maybe someday the rest of the world will catch up. As a career Marine I'm not a flag waver but our open honesty in America does make me very proud.

Semper Fi,

-Emmeran

I finally got a volunteer editor, this is a good thing as my work really needs it. I avoid proofing while I write because it's the only way I'll get anything out. Write the story and fix the grammar later.

I'm not giving up the editor's name yet, we're still learning to work together and this changes my process flow significantly. What is posted is still all on me but holy shit do I appreciate the help.

This will create a slight delay in some postings while we get the timing worked out, I've set a brutal pace and it's asking a lot for a volunteer to try to match it and be good at the same time. Please have patience.

I've also noticed the comments and my inbox blowing up as we delve deeper into the core of the story and the topics become more sensitive. I appreciate the feedback and value your opinion even if it does contradict mine. I take pride in the fact that I served a career in the Marine Corps expressly to defend your right to disagree with me. I've created a thread on the forums to discuss things in depth or for you to simply call me names. Beat your chest here on the Forum

Happy weekend and try to have fun,
-Emmeran