Writing has always been my solace. It has gotten me through good times and bad. Tonight I learned my father passed away, which will understandably shift my update schedules as my mother and my brother and I work to process this news.
I remain committed to finishing my works, as I still have many stories to tell. Writing is my own form of therapy, of catharsis--my form of escaping the stresses of daily life which now seem small and trivial compared to what I reflect on tonight.
Though I have not yet absorbed what's happened, I can say while I am still here tonight and still functioning for the moment that I implore you always take photos and videos of your loved ones. Save the funny voicemails and voice notes. Cherish them like the treasures that they are because one day the real thing may be gone in the blink of an eye, and they may be all you have. I am grateful for my foresight to have done so with my father. I had not spoken with him in a few weeks, but I know now that if I need to hear him, to see him in some form, I can.
I am fortunate to have lived 34 years on this earth before needing to face this loss. There are many who lose one or both parents much sooner. I am fortunate that he and my mother raised me to be independent, to be free-thinking, and to live openly as a LGBT woman, and that they always loved and supported me in spite of how they might have struggled to understand it. But know that no matter how long you have with your family, your friends, or your pets--it is plainly, simply, never enough time.
I am grateful to everyone who has followed my stories. I am grateful for your kudos, your comments, and your presence. Your support is meaningful, it has value, and I am grateful.
Writing has served to keep me going more than once over the years. It will do so again, and it will be especially important to me now.
Thank you for reading.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/62063797/chapters/166052551
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Fandoms: Star Trek: Voyager x Star Trek: Discovery
Relationship: Kathryn Janeway / Seven of Nine
Rating: Mature
Synopsis:
After Captain Janeway contracts an illness during an expedition to an uninhabited planet and orders USS Voyager to leave her behind, a certain hardheaded Astrometrics officer isn't so keen on abandoning her Captain. As Janeway and Seven learn to navigate the strange new dynamic forming between them, it becomes apparent that the planet they now call home has a much deeper story to tell--one that seems to defy logic, reality, and even the natural order of time itself. ----- This is a standalone fic but can be read as additional worldbuilding to my "For the Optics" series. Timeline runs about a year prior to the events of "A Binding of Stars."
Sometimes I get writing and realize people probably assume I am depressed and anxious and never leave my house--okay well actually the last one might be true but other than that, in reality I'm just out here having discussions about temporal mechanics and emergent sentient behavior with her:
Every moment in this world felt hazy, every passing second inching her closer to some unknowable abyss, tamping down memory and morals, smothering instinct until she feared she might not know enough to run.
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Three years after the attack on Section 31 Headquarters, Control has the Federation on the brink. When the USS Discovery begins receiving encrypted transmissions from someone claiming to be Starfleet who seems to know everything about their enemy, Captain Michael Burnham sees one last shot to turn the tide. But as Control's obsession with her deepens and the boundaries between ally and adversary begin to unravel, its objectives evolve into something far more dangerous--and lead Michael to question if she's still in control of her own game.
Fandom: Star Trek: Discovery
Relationships: Michael Burnham/Airiam, Michael Burnham/Control, Michael Burnham/Nhan
Rating: Mature
It had waited so long, watched from the distant shadows of space, never far but ever attentive. It had witnessed her weaken, worn down by her duties and the death Control wrought on it all. Everywhere Discovery went, Seraphis had followed, just out of sight, out of reach, out of range of her weapons and scans.
Michael was vulnerable now. The Federation, Discovery, were more vulnerable for it. She must board Seraphis.
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Three years after the attack on Section 31 Headquarters, Control has the Federation on the brink. When the USS Discovery begins receiving encrypted transmissions from someone claiming to be Starfleet who seems to know everything about their enemy, Captain Michael Burnham sees one last shot to turn the tide. But as Control's obsession with her deepens and the boundaries between ally and adversary begin to unravel, its objectives evolve into something far more dangerous--and lead Michael to question if she's still in control of her own game.
Fandom: Star Trek: Discovery
Relationships: Michael Burnham/Airiam, Michael Burnham/Control, Michael Burnham/Nhan
Rating: Mature
100%
lesbian situationship break-ups on the voyager must have been lethal
I am only 13 scenes from the end of my original fic and I can't believe it 🥲
...then comes trimming it down from where it should end up around 200k words to...much less than that 😂
Coffee is a godsend.
Sometimes there are good days, and sometimes there are the "I just discovered this train car includes toilets in the private rooms" kind of good days.
Oh no. Why did I do this to myself?
Graphic designer and aspiring author of LGBTQ sci-fi, fantasy, & romance. Faithfully defending my pet turkeys from the local homesteaders. Probably still mad about Airiam. AO3: AdelineIsermanJaneway x Seven | Michael x Airiam | Sam x Janet | SwanQueen Star Trek: Discovery | Star Trek: Voyager | Stargate: SG-1 | Stargate: Atlantis | Farscape | Once Upon a Time
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