it begins...

the monthlong blitz on e-harlequin for Staying Dead, that is. The Luna boards are quite active, and each month in addition to the usual discussions they set up a new thread specific to that month's release, where the author plays host.

Mine just went live this morning, and it's already getting busy.

They also have me doing a chat (possibly two, if I can get my act together)and I'm going to be running a contest (which anyone can enter, not just the Lunatics. More on that when the page goes live [hopefully today]).

Mind you, none of my other deadlines have gone away. Look for me to get a little... crazier the next few weeks. Oy. In a good way. *grin*

and, for those who're interested, my Luna essay "In Defense of Fantasy."

if you could see what I see...

My name is suri. I am a survivor of sexual violence.
no pity. no shame. no silence



a later comment....

This came up on another LJ, and I thought it was important enough to add here as well. I've never wanted pity. Pity implies an "oh dear thing, how horrible" tone. Pity is the poor relation to empathy and sympathy, the two things that can be helpful to someone who is in pain.

I, personally, don't want any of those things any more. While the physical memory of what he tried has blurred and faded over the past twenty years, the psychological scars are still with me. They've formed me, and made me react the way I do to any hint of betrayal or snubbing. All I ask of those who love me is that they remember that scar tissue, and tread gently on it, and understand why something that might seem insignificant to them can play a brutal game on my head and heart.

Mileage, obviously, can and will vary.