Find a Grave

Jul. 18th, 2017 11:27 pm
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That was the theme of the day. Mom wanted to find her grandparents in one cemetery, her mother's sister and brother in another and to show me my paternal great grandparents in a third. This last one was easy enough as they knew where they were but for some reason we've never gone to them which is bizarre because it's the same cemetery as my paternal AND maternal grandparents. Dad’s family is odd, not particularly close in some ways and very in others but why in the world we’ve never been to his grandparents’ grave and had to be told about them by his cousin earlier this year is anyone’s guess.

We then went to Fairview Cemetery in Burgettstown to look for the Ms (my great grandparents on Mom’s father’s side) with only knowing ‘they’re by the trees.’ Um tehre are many trees here and all five brothers spelled their surname differently, don’t ask because I have no idea why. We didn’t find them but I suggested find-a-grave to see if we could locate it that way. I will say I want to spend more time in the cemetery (which is directly across from the h.s. football field I spent 4 years marching in but I never went to the cemetery). It’s a strange cemetery. The graves are higgly piggly not lined up in any way. They’re perpendicular to each other, parallel, practically on top of one another. Then there’s a section of tiny headstones with numbers so pauper graveyard but there’s SO many of them, too many for a small town. Prison? Asylum? I truly need to know so I’ll have to investigate it.

Then we went to St Patrick’s cemetery in Oakdale. My great grandfather, Giovanni and his son, Libertino share a headstone there but in the last decade or so no one has gone out there sadly. Worse, Grandmother’s siblings Mary and Joseph who died of flu in the same week are there but no one knows where. “over the hill near the road” was as close as Grandma would ever say. Why she never found them or put up a marker is anyone’s guess.

Mom misplaced the grave in her mind but I hadn’t. I found John and Albert (their Americanized names) and the grave was in shockingly good shape except another headstone from up the hill had fallen and landed against their stone.

Find a grave had zero info on Mary and Joseph nor the Ms nor my dad’s relatives in Fairview I didn’t even know about until we got back. I’m very annoyed that almost all census data is no longer free.

But there was a bit of story fodder in all of this. Returning to the car, I found a grave that said Elizabeth & Theresa (mother and daughter) and elizabeth’s date of death was listed as ‘unknown.’ Oh the questions that spawns. And in the other graveyard was a tombstone entirely in Greek. Neat.

The worst part of it was it was 92 today but with the humidity it felt like 100. Whee.
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“There is a common poor attempt at a joke … that consists purely in stringing together a series of marginalized identities and calling attention to it … as if the mere existence of someone like that would be so absurd it could only be laughable.”

Invisible 3 CoverAlliah is one of the contributors to Invisible 3, which came out on June 27 and includes 18 essays and poems about representation in science fiction and fantasy. You can order the collection at:

Amazon | B&N | Kobo | iBooks | Smashwords | Google Play

Any profits from the sale of the collection go to Con or Bust, helping fans of color to attend SF/F conventions.

As with Invisible and Invisible 2, the contributors to this third volume have shared work that’s heartfelt, eye-opening, honest, thoughtful, and important…not to mention relevant to so much of what we see happening in the genre today.

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Our Hyperdimensional Mesh of Identities

Growing up in the 90s and early 00s in the south-east of Brazil, all I saw in mainstream media were the same repetitive, harmful and offensive stereotypes about travestis in telenovelas and badly written comedy TV shows, and the effeminate gay men and macho lesbian women token characters whose non-conforming gender expression was grossly caricatured for cheap laughs.

As an openly queer young girl in school, I learned that I could be queer, but not too much, not too visibly. I’ve heard those laughs, and I internalized through bullying and ridicule that I should change how I presented myself to the world—which I did really fast by becoming the stock image of a non-threatening feminine girl, although I never hid my sexuality. My first awkward attempts at a masculine gender expression didn’t have time to blossom. I shoved it down some unreachable recess of my mind and avoided it for 10 years, which (along with compulsive heterosexuality and a binary cisnormative culture) is why it took me so long to understand my bisexuality and figure out my transmasculine non-binary gender identity.

Once I did, I uncovered a gender euphoria I’ve been cultivating ever since.

It took me years to understand the ways in which I inhabit my queer transmasculine genderfluid neuroatypical body, and my most powerful illumination came unexpectedly through the stories of a queer non-binary neuroatypical green witch: Elphaba Thropp, the Wicked Witch of the West.

Wicked: Cover ArtI first met her in the book series The Wicked Years by Gregory Maguire, where most aspects about her gender and sexuality were ambiguous or obscured between the lines, and later in fan fiction, where the depths of Elphaba’s intersectional identities (canon or not) could be explored to the fullest by writers that shared those same identities.

Despite being an avid reader of speculative fiction since childhood, it was only after these encounters with trans and non-binary characters in fan fiction during the first half of my twenties that I started researching these topics, that I found out where I belonged. I discovered a thriving community of authors from marginalized groups creating astonishing rebellious versions of every world I’ve ever dreamed of and countless others I couldn’t imagine would be paramount to my process of liberation.

I owe it mostly to the fictional characters and their creators that illuminated me—from early readings like Virginia Woolf’s Orlando to the most recent fan fiction stories about a non-binary autistic Elphaba, a genderfluid bisexual Korra (from The Legend of Korra), and an agender transhumanist Root (from Person of Interest). I wish I could’ve met them sooner. Along the way to self-discovery, I had to collect all sorts of missing pieces with jagged edges and weird fractal shapes, and figure out a way to put them together myself. I was lucky to stumble upon the stories that I did and then to be able to find the communities that I needed. That’s why representation is vital. You cannot search for something you don’t even know exists.

There is a common poor attempt at a joke (that I’ve seen in both Anglophone and Brazilian online spaces), often directed at dehumanizing non-binary people and mocking activists working at the multidimensional core of intersections, that consists purely in stringing together a series of marginalized identities and calling attention to it, using the accumulation of these identities as a joke in and of itself, as if the mere existence of someone like that would be so absurd it could only be laughable.

One of the things fantasy author Jim Anotsu and I wanted to acknowledge when we wrote the Manifesto Irradiativo—our call to diversity and representation in Brazilian speculative fiction—is that our lives cannot be reduced to an isolated shelf in a bookstore or a niche market, thus we cannot be constrained to discussing the realities of our identities in those compartmentalized terms. We’re so much more than single-issue stories, than the same old one-dimensional narratives constructed to serve the gaze of the oppressor without making them examine their privileges and dismantle their systems of violence.

Those single-issue stories exist and persist for several reasons concerning the maintenance of racial, economic, and social power, amongst them because there is a fear of “too much” diversity. As if a book about a bipolar asexual bigender Afro-Brazilian person, for example, would scare away or alienate the common reader—who is always presumed to be the neurotypical cis straight white default that can handle only one unit of diversity at a time, served lukewarm, unseasoned. But as Audre Lorde said in a 1982 speech at Harvard University: “There is no such thing as a single-issue struggle because we do not live single-issue lives.”

Stories matter. And we shouldn’t have the full extent of our existences cut, segregated, and dimmed in them. We deserve to live as a hyperdimensional mesh of identities when they want to flatten us, to be loud when they want to silence us, to occupy the spaces that have been negated to us, and to be wonderfully written and represented as such.

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Alliah/Vic is a bisexual non-binary Brazilian writer and visual artist working in the realms of the weird and pop culture. They’re the author of Metanfetaedro and have various short stories published in themed collections and on the web. They’re currently building too many independent projects, working on their first novel, and haunting your internet cables. Find them tweeting at alliahverso and newslettering in Glitch Lung. Or buy them a coffee at ko-fi!

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

I'm disappointed

Jul. 17th, 2017 09:16 pm
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By the whole Doctor Who thing. I'm not exactly disappointed that it's a woman. I expected it (though I would much rather they had gone with an Asian or African man but whatever). I actively dislike the actress. She bores me to tears in Broadchurch and the fact the man putting out Broadchurch is the new showrunner for Who makes me nervous. Did she really 'beat out' the competition (because her lifeless portrayals on Broadchurch lead me to disbelieve that) or is she his buddy?

But that's NOT the disappointing thing. No it's the fights and name calling. I've been called a woman hating person who doesn't get the meaning of SF and should just 'shut up and stop whining.' THanks for the bullying.


The good news today is my BFF is heading out here this weekend. That makes me happy.

And since I had so many more writing links, let me share those.

5 reader types


marketing

promoting your book


write what you feel

more on platform and this one bugged me a bit. Really now we need a podcast or youtube channel

the unglamorous life of a writer


say yes to obsession

writing super bad villains

more dualities that can replace good and evil

meaningful subplots

And the last two are from Chuck Wendig so expect the foul language.

having a bad writing day


staying motivated in a tough world


Splinters of Silver - editing nothing

Blood Red - Edited up to ch 24

Steampunk Holiday - sent off for consideration

Behind Blue Eyes - back burnered

Horror anthology - gave up


Haunted Hocking


8726 / 60000 words. 15% done!

Yearly Word Count


19979 / 100000 words. 20% done!

Writerly Ways

Jul. 16th, 2017 10:06 pm
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In lieu of saying anything meaningful about writing, how about I share this. (Also if anyone is willing to read and review on Amazon/GR PM me please and I can arrange it)

Blurb Detective Roy Connolly never expected to find real elves and murder at his local anime convention.

Seeking a bonding experience with his formerly estranged son, Sion, a crown prince of the elves, takes him to something they both enjoy: a human anime convention. They both like humans and all their geeky creations so Sion anticipates an enjoyable weekend. He never expected an enemy assassin, armed with only a description of Sion's cosplay, to start murdering his way through the convention.

Detective Roy Connolly, a closet geek, heads to the same anime con without his friend, Amelia. He's surprised to find one of the most handsome men he's ever seen cosplaying in the same anime style as his own, and even more delighted that Sion can't keep his hands off him. Throwing caution to the wind, Roy jumps into a whirlwind relationship only to find himself in the cross hairs of an assassin.


Buy link You can find Conned here

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And now on to the links

Story Arcs

formatting ebooks


self pub success story


best time to publish your book (though I wonder if this applies to LGBT stuff as it's a smaller market in the first place.

And from Betty: earn the back story

successful serial platforms

writing in an unfamiliar setting


ways to bring characters together

TOO tired from the graduation party to do more.

Mazes and Monsters: The LiveTweeting

Jul. 15th, 2017 08:29 pm
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A couple of weeks ago, I asked people to share an announcement about Invisible 3, saying that if we got at least 100 retweets, I’d do a livetweeting of the 1982 made-for-TV film Mazes and Monsters.

Mazes and Monsters movie posterThe film is based on the novel of the same name, by Rona Jaffe, and warns of the dangers of fantasy role-playing games. It’s based at least in part on rumors and legends of students sneaking into the Michigan State University steam tunnels to play Dungeons and Dragons and disappearing.

Most of this background is, as you might imagine, complete bugbear twaddle.

On the other hand, this was a chance to see Tom Hanks in his first starring role for film.

You’ve got Robbie (Hanks), a troubled kid whose brother vanished years ago. He comes to a new school after failing out of the last one for playing too much Mazes & Monsters. He tries to avoid M&M’s siren song, but because he’s “Level Nine,” Kate, Daniel, and JJ really need him to join their game.

When Robbie and Kate hook up, JJ gets depressed and talks about suicide, but instead decides to run a live-action version of M&M in the local caverns. Robbie promptly has some sort of mental break and “becomes” his character, on a quest that takes him to New York City to find the Two Towers.

All four kids seem to come from rich families (I’m not 100% sure about Kate), because the film is so much more powerful if it shows that even rich white kids can be broken and destroyed by the evils of role-playing game.

Invisible 3 CoverThere’s also a bird, a lot of hats, a mother who likes to redecorate her son’s room, and a skeleton having inappropriate relations with a flashlight.

I’m embedding the Storify of my tweets below. If any of this makes you laugh, or if you just want to show your support or sympathy, please consider checking out Invisible 3 and/or leaving a review. Thanks!

And now I’m off to try to recover some of my SAN points…

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Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

Lily fest

Jul. 15th, 2017 01:15 am
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It felt like a FLorida festival because it was 90 out with 90% humidity It was supposed to be storming but luckily it didn't. My GPS took me a new way to the Bishop Educational Garden, so very remote but I did find where two of the hiking sites I wanted to go explore are. I will say Little Cola Rd sucks. It's supposed to be two way traffic but is barely enough for one car with a huge ditch on one side and a cliff on the other..

It was a muddy mess and so humid my entire body was wet. I wanted a) lilies b) to hear Lone Raven c) Christmas shop.

I actually felt bad for Lone Raven. I think the weather report coupled with the fact it's Friday kept people away. They were there for three sets (I got to hear the middle one) and I could count the audience on one hand. I did get eaten alive by mosquitoes. I enjoyed the set but for that little audience and that much humidity I did feel bad. I did get to talk to them which was nice but it was too miserable to pull out my cd and get it signed. Everyone looked melted.

It took me forever to get a lily because choices. I picked the Catherine Woodbury which is very fragrant and a rebloomer that I can barely shove somewhere. The other was tiny and won't probably bloom for a year or two named Judith which is my mother's name and I'm giving it to her.

I also found a beautiful dichroic glass bracelet for her for Christmas/birthday and a silver wire tree on a quartz geode for her. I also got some awesome, expensive truffles that I need to take a picture of and a neat thing to hang from my stuff here on the porch that I didn't need to buy but I did. I also got an air plant.


In spite of the heat and nausea from the heat it was a good day until I came home and depressed myself by typing in the wrong number in the max price filter and found the absolutely perfect house for me, right where I want to live this house in fact. BUT it's out of my price range. You know I don't mind when they're out of my price range by a lot but this isn't that far out of my range, just enough to be heart breaking.

It's over

Jul. 13th, 2017 10:47 pm
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We've made our picks. It wasn't as contentious as I feared and that's all I really want to say about it.

I'm pretty exhausted by this and we closed the bar down tonight (which closes shockingly early).

Tomorrow it's supposed to rain all day which kills me because I wanted to go to the lilyfest but probably won't.

I thought I had more to say but I guess I don't. Well I do but I'm too tired to form words.

THough this made me smile. An article I'm reading the author is Pious Thomas. The thoughts of how do you end up with that first name....

Arthritis? Thanks, Mom…

Jul. 13th, 2017 04:14 pm
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You know those autoplay ads that sometimes run before an online video? Here’s the text version. Libriomancer is still on sale for $1.99 at Amazon, B&N, etc! (I believe this is limited to North America, though.) No idea how much longer this will last, so if you’ve been thinking about checking out one of my books, now’s a great time.

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Anyway, I had a checkup with my doctor this afternoon, which confirmed something I’d suspected for a few months now. I’m starting to develop arthritis in the middle knuckles of my index fingers.

For the moment, this is a minimal annoyance. It doesn’t interfere with my writing. I notice it mostly when I’m trying to make a tight fist for karate. Or when I bump one of the knuckles against something. But it’s the first sign of what’s likely to be a progressive problem.

(Please note that I’m not asking for medical advice, thanks!)

I mentioned this to my father, and he was happy to tell me I inherited this particular problem from my mother. Which seems fair, considering the diabetes comes from his genes.

Mostly right now, it’s a worry for the future. I mean, I’m a writer. I spend way too much time typing at a keyboard. I know dictation is an option, but for the moment, I rely on my hands. And between some tendons tightening up in my hands (Dupuytren’s contracture) and now this, I’m not sure what’s going to happen as I get older.

Hopefully I’ll just get some bionic hands or something. Maybe I’ll be able to moonlight as a superhero. I could write a noir-style bestseller about my first case: The Hand Job.

Okay, maybe not…

In the meantime, I guess the best thing to do is write as many stories as I can. Just in case 😉

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

Too Damn Hot

Jul. 12th, 2017 11:00 pm
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I wasn't well today. Mom called and woke me at 10 this morning and I was barely able to keep awake. I went to the bank to deposit the check for my conference (huzzah they gave me 1400 so only 500 was on me!) and then up to Chillicothe to look for a) sleeper sofa for the back room b) recliner for the living room.

Halfway there I'm in the worst traffic jam I've ever seen in this area because they're blasting a hill. I have no idea why (it was even worse on the way back). It was SO HOT I immediately got sick especially after lunch. However it occurred to me I only ever go to Bridge street where the stores are. I've never been to the historic side which is silly. Chillicothe was Ohio's first capitol. there is history here (in spite of the fact it smells bad(paper mill) and is pretty run down now.)

I ended up at the green tree restaurant I liked the history of it (points to website). I got two appetizers as I wasn't in the mood for a 10$ sandwich. The three cheese rosemary quiche was yummy but the spinach pancakes were undercooked raw flour.

I wasn't too happy with the furniture I saw and they wouldn't deliver the thing INTO the house until I paid two fees (the first payment only sends it to 'curbside.')

By the time I got some groceries and got home, I was so sick from the heat it took three hours in the a/c and a fan before I felt not bad.

WHich means all the cleaning (and writing) I wanted to do didn't happen. I've explained to Mom that when she gets here the living room will still be trashed and naturally she doesn't grasp this (and telling me I have too much stuff isn't helping, of course I do. Like I somehow don't know this) I tried and failed to find my landlord so I don't know what's going on there.

It's been a weird day

Jul. 12th, 2017 12:33 am
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Still having trouble sleeping. I did get my task chair (the box is huge), my new fan works but that's not the weird part.

That came much later. We had the second interview...she knew the person who's job she's interviewing for (because that's not awkward). She didn't do nearly as well but I've learned I dislike every part of this. The second choice declined an interview then emailed us today begging to change his mind (sorry). All I can see is the poor job market and wondering what happens to the ones we don't choose etc.

When we took her to dinner the server was my student who lives here who told me my apartment complex has been sold. I didn't know so I need to talk to the land lord. I'm not tremendously worried about the rent going up to where I can't afford it but I AM worried about them coming in and saying I need to get teh hoard out of here. I hate uncertainity. I spent the rest of the evening house hunting and finding nothing I'd want in my price range (the adorable house dad found sold already). I'm supposed to go get a sleeper sofa/futon tomorrow and now I don't really even want to buy anything that I'll have to move.


Back home Zeus beat the shit out of my hometown. Lightning hit a transformer and everyone's home fried. My dad lost all the surge protectors but saved the electronics even though a few plugs got smoked. THe fire and smoke detectors went off (mom said Kanda didn't know what to do and froze in front of the couch which I guess is good because he'd be easy to snare if the house was on fire...which it nearly was. My uncle lost his computers, the neighbors lost a lot. it even hit the next town over.


And in non weird and sad news, I need help from you. I'm looking for opinions, I had a title in mind for the gaslight fantasy I have planned for novel (I know, right? I'm that far ahead for a change) but while the word fits, it's also very obviously of greek origin (Xenolith). Would that bother you when the story itself isn't set on Earth and would have no reason to call a xenolith by that name?

Post-Vacation To Do List

Jul. 11th, 2017 04:59 pm
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✔ Unpack.

✔ Process ALL THE PHOTOS!

✔ Page proofs for Death of All Things story.

✔ Page proofs for Unidentified Funny Objects 6 story.

✔ Groceries.

✖ Clean the gutters.

✔ Pet ALL THE ANIMALS! (With the exception of the fish and my son’s frog.)

✖ Page proofs for Terminal Alliance.

✖ Dedication and Author’s Note for Terminal Alliance.

✖ Plan and write Terminal Uprising.

Catch up on email.

✖ Livetweet Mazes & Monsters viewing as part of Invisible 3 promo.

✖ Figure out what to do with secret 15K-word novelette, finished last week.

✔ Write blog post to procrastinate working on those incomplete items…

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

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Because it was 11 pm by the time I got home. I drove to Athens for a writer's group meeting. It was fine back at home. I get almost to Athens when my phone goes off. Tornado! Then another flash flooding. It started bucketing down. I stayed at the diner most of the night, had a nice time anyhow.

We had the first interview and it went well. I really liked her. We have the second tomorrow for the same position. I am open minded about the next one even though she's a friend of the one faculty member who's a GIANT pain in the ass. But I'd be very happy with this woman.

Am I the last to hear about Photobucket and them holding pictures for ransom. Okay I DO get that they might have to charge to stay in business but to give no warning and then hold the photos for ransom after the fact, that's a douche canoe move. Mine seem okay but yeah I'm thinking I should go pull them all down and find something else.

Every idiot in Ohio was on the road

Jul. 9th, 2017 10:36 pm
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From the morons driving 45 in a 70 mph zone on I-70, to the person coming up the southbound lane into traffic in Steubenville (I know why he was doing it. That is usually a northbound lane but it's closed because the ramp onto 22/30 to Pittsburgh is closed and the damn detour is like 8 miles long and I bet all the locals cut that lane and go around the barrier because this is like the third time for this), to the people who kept randomly pulling out in front of me and going slow. For the love of God if you're going to pull out in front of me go FAST.

I'm no longer going to Gettysburgh on the way back from Rhode Island. I decided to fly. It's a 9 hour drive even without stopping. It would probably take me 12. So I'm going to fly there (Yes Mom I see United is cheaper than Southwest but those people are horrible) and I'll be renting a car.

BUT it's through expedia and literally half the cost of getting it direct. So everyone cross your fingers for me (since expedia is another one selling you stuff and then saying we're not liable if the other party backs out).

I made it to OH fine. It's actually a beautiful day. I have the windows on and my 80 year old Westinghouse fan going.

I'll probably do my writerly ways tomorrow as I still have a lot of unpacking to do and I'm tired.

Strange coincidences

Jul. 9th, 2017 12:00 am
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I've had a lot of those this year. I'm not sure what it means. Today's was I found THe Crow with Brandon Lee on Ovation last night. I haven't seen that in forever (okay I own it but that disc hasn't been in the machine in years) and then today Mom asked me to clean off a shelf in my closet and take that crap with me to OH to either keep or sell and up there was a bound version of The Crow autographed and with a cd full of music J O'Barr wrote. I haven't seen that in, god nearly 25 years. I put it in a box and brought it here when I left Cleveland after graduating med school and it's been in that closet ever since. That's a bit shameful.

Mom of course says look it up on ebay and sell it. As if I'm selling my Crow stuff. I did look it up. Lots of stuff in the 100$ and up range but who knows if anyone is buying.

I'm heading back to OH to interview those candidates. Please send me some good wishes. This could be a bad bad week.

Frustration I am yours

Jul. 7th, 2017 11:00 pm
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Today was supposed to be me hitting a sheet sale and working on finalizing my trip. Instead I decided to call my health insurance because that Dana in Texas is STILL having all her shit charged on my account and in the last month it was nearly 5 grand. In the meantime that fucking insurance took away my long term insulin and subtituted and older less good one (and my sugar is now back up around 250) due to cost. For what they paid on an account that is NOT mine they could have paid for my lantus for two years.

SO I talk to one and she accidentally (or on purpose) cut me off. I talk to a guy next and explain it and I tell them that Med 4 Home found out the issue months ago when I called them about charging on my account. The other Dana's freaking medicare/medicaid has MY insurance as her secondary. This shouldn't take more than 10 minutes to uncouple them. I insist this time on a manager.

TWO HOURS LATER I'm still on hold. IN the meantime he's called UTMB Hospital in Galveston which lied to him about anyone ever calling about this (I've called twice my insurance has called one in the past), called the fraud department (who said what they said to me last time, a billing error isn't fraud but it should be when they KNOW it's an issue and have been still doing it for nearly 2 years).

FInally I get the supervisor, tell her all over again. She says I'll call you back. I expect never to hear from her as that's their usual MO. She did call and say they'll be taking all the charges off. I said that's fine but you've been doing that. WHAT are you doing to stop this? IN theory she's going to fix it. She even gave me the other Dana's account # which is probably a violation. I DID point out this going on is in fact a MAJOR HIPPA violation because I know every health issue this woman has.

Want to bet in a few weeks they'll send me a letter saying that I still owe on my copay because they counted HER stuff to mine? Also how hard is it that the charges that aren't mine are the ones in TEXAS? One of them (the one who hung up) told me to tell HR to give me a new account with them. Um...

Dad’s trying to break my heart with this house . He’s right. It’s perfect for me. It has such beautiful wood work. It’s cute. It’s affordable. So what’s the heart breaking part? It’s in Gallipolis. That means it’s far from my friends, from Columbus etc etc and I don’t care what he says about the neighborhood looking nice, it is but two blocks one way and there’s nothing but drug dealers and two the other, you see hookers (I used to work nights at the theater near here). And what I can’t tell him is that I hate the ‘feel’ of the town. To me it feels like a battlefield, that strange sense of wrongness about it. But I don’t want to live in town. I don’t understand why my parents don’t get this. If I want a house on top of me, I’d stay in my freaking apartment. Of course what I really want is this house out in the country and that just isn’t to be found which makes me sad.

I did manage to find two more things to do in RI and that the hotel's website (not trivago or any of those) has my room for 20$ cheaper so I'm calling them tomorrow. Also when I looked at the casino that's across from my hotel. It doesn't have it's own hotel but gives 20% off my hotel if I get a player's card. Done. I might be eating at the casino as it's reasonable and I can tell Newport might be way out of my price range.

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