Well, it seems I join a large group of people who have a blog who barely ever use it. But I have nonetheless kept it registered and active. The bright spot of that is that it’s now available for me to use to speak through writing when I find it hard to speak with my voice.
My mother is gone. Many of you (who have reason to read this, at any rate) know this. But I had to write those words down, because I can still hardly believe them.
How can she be gone? She, who was the bright, shining light of this world (to me, and thus, from my point of view, to the whole world). I have spent these last couple weeks veering back and forth between sobbing and staring into empty space, hopelessly weighed down by an ever-oppressing sadness.
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I haven’t had the time as of yet to dive into more of the extensive pieces I wanted to write for this blog, so I’m taking a moment to offer some brief thoughts on my next highly anticipated series – Netflix’s The Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance.
Concerning Fantasy 