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1. I didn't get the job.

2. My transfer to dayshift at Walmart fell through.

Consequently, my son has been shipped off to see my brother for a week. Then he'll return to my parents in VA. It'll be another two months until I see him.

3. I injured my back processing a 2100 piece truck. I couldn't sleep for the first two nights because of pain. I had to go home the following day though I can't afford it. I've used Ibuprofren, a massager, a heating pad, Thermocare and stretching and 3 days later, I still hurt.

I can't go to the doctor because I have no medical insurance.

4. My hands have been bothering me for some time, but the pain is getting ridiculous. Don't know if it's carpel tunnel from picking up boxes or typing or both, but I have a perpetual shot of pain/numbness in both hands. Consequently I have been unable to write (take notes) for my teacher's certificate. I've been doing alot of cutting/pasting and printing to try and work around it, but that also hurts. Typing this hurts as well.

5. Still not published. Have given up trying. At this point, I'm willing to give the novel to someone - anyone off the street. "Here take it; it's yours. Put your name on it; you can have all the money and fame that comes from its publication." IF any of you guys want a complete novel to publish for yourself, let me know. I'll send you everything I have, no strings attached.

6. My new friend is driving me crazy. He calls and talks for an hour, not letting me get a word in edgewise. He doesn't have a literary/creative mind, so usually he's feeding me facts on how motorcycles work, or discussing the logistics of governmental contractual agreements etc. I also don't like talking on the phone - at all. I'm not interested but I am pretending to be because I am supposed to want to be interested in him, because normal women would be interested in him; most women would want him for themselves.

See, I knew God was still mad at me. He just wanted me to come out of my corner so he could beat me again.

The one highlight of the week occured last night at work. A child was lost and the parents were searching everywhere (calling her by name so I knew her name). A customer in another section pointed out a little girl who was wandering around alone (maybe 2 or 3 years old). I went up to her, calling her name, and picked her up. She whined just slightly, but I reassured her I was taking her to her mom, and kids sort of know instinctively that I love them I think, so she gave me a big smile and let me carry her around till we found her parent.

The sensation I experienced upon finding her and then returning her was absolute exstasy. For about five minutes, I was Holden's Catcher.
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  1. kiz_paws's Avatar
    Countess, please don't give up on Publication. Your time will come, talent like yours is not an everyday thing -- you are intelligent, witty, well-spoken and you do not mince words. I think that the powers that be are just trying you, thats all. Do NOT give away all your hard work. Now, with that said, I just wanted to say that it was very sweet of you to see that child back to her rightful mom the way you did. You are a good person, and hang in there. I am thinking of you and trying to divvy my Irish luck (I am about 1/8th Irish blood) between you and our suffering Niamh. Take care, Kizzo
  2. andave_ya's Avatar
    oh no! Countess I'm sorry. I agree with Kiz though. "just keep swimmin'" and all that. Your time will come! And it was indeed very sweet of you to help the little girl.
  3. mtpspur's Avatar
    Darn, I really was hoping for better news. I also believe in the cliche of darkest before the dawn. Can't believe you're giving time to a guy that bores you on the phone. Satan whispers in my ear--hey she writes you mtpspur and check out your hotness factor someday in the freezer aisle--Ruth not withstanding mind you. Very very sorry about your son. A mother should have the joy of their child and yes I even believe my ex-daughter in law should bt she fakes it most of the time. Still in prayer for you and still in hope of good times ahead. By the by--you book is your child--let's hear no more of giving it away. There is too much creative fire that is you and you're too special to be farmed out. With respect and affection. Rich
  4. applepie's Avatar
    I am sorry about your son. A mother deserves to have her children with her. I'm also with everyone else here. Don't give up on being published. The time, work, and passion that goes into something great shouldn't be just tossed away. Keep working on getting published, or even put it on the back burner for a time. Just please don't give it up, that is like letting life know that it has beaten you. Countess, you don't strike me as the kind who is easily defeated so don't let this be the time it happens. Take heart in your small victories like returning that small girl to her family and hang in there. You are in my thoughts and I hope the fates smile on you soon.
  5. GrayFoxDown's Avatar
    In spite of your difficulties and disappointments (by the way, your friend sounds extremely self-absorbed), pain and maybe sense of hopelessness, I believe you possess a courageous and determined spirit that will eventually win. Your Art, your Son, a God of Light and Love (not one that "beats you"), all of this is YOU...for the sake of all of this, "do not go gently into that good night": RAGE!!! against the dying of ANY light and NEVER GIVE UP!!!

    Fondly,
    Michael
  6. earthboar's Avatar
    You may not be rich, but you are most definitely a writer, and they can't take that from you.
  7. Niamh's Avatar
    that sucks Countess! I really hope that fate will look your way soon. Sorry about you job and not getting the other one. I was really praying you'd get it. But dont give up.