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Saturday, June 29, 2019

A plea for help...

I've been sitting here staring at the "say something about this" space that you get when you go to share something. There are no words to describe how I feel about what my friend and editor is going through right now. I've shared her story many times and keep hoping that it was passed on enough times that some helped.
If I had a passport and thought my vehicle could survive a 14 hr (1 way) drive - I'd be posting this on the side of the road somewhere on my way to go get her and her husband and bring them back here. I don't have much, but I would gladly share all that I do. I borrowed money to send to her a few weeks ago, and once I pay that back will borrow more if I have to. I have no problem "going without" trivial things to help her.  It's been hot and humid here lately - but I'm able to go inside and get out of the heat... I have a bed to sleep in and a roof over my head... I can take a shower, do my laundry or drink as much water as I want...  All of these are luxuries to her and her husband currently.  (I'm trying VERY hard not to rant because it won't help in any way.)
My social media accounts say I have 1000+ followers - it is my hope that some of those will take a second of time and SHARE this or take five minutes and send a few dollars to her - sacrifice that second trip to get a chiller, iced coffee or frappuccino and send the money to help someone have shelter from the elements.  IF you think that little bit won't help, you're wrong- every bit helps. 
Thank you.
 #shareplease #passiton

My friend's story - follow the link or read it below.

http://iam-indeed.com/since-may/

Since May


Since our lives fell apart when the DH got sick and the insurance company gave us the mother of all run-arounds, life has decided to pile on the challenges. Of course, we’re not special or immune to the challenges that many face daily (or weekly), but it is the lack of available assistance from a government (or agencies) that are designed for aiding people who need temporary support while trying to reorganize and realign their lives in their ‘new normal’.

Since May

Every agency has come back with either “no minor children no help” or “come back in a week/month/next month” response – even those dedicated to ‘emergency’ short term help. From the VA to veteran’s organizations, churches, housing authorities and even some family – we’ve been stonewalled, delayed, pushed off or ignored. And not only does that mean that personally our situation becomes more challenging, but it also feeds into that Dante-like circle of hopelessness and helplessness that is never far from putting in an appearance.
You may wonder how “homeless’ isn’t the bottom of the barrel – but let me tell you – things can always get worse. From carefully counting each penny to be sure there is water and hydration because, well, dehydration in Atlanta is a very real and palpable danger. Wondering if it’s worth spending the five or seven dollars to eat (and trying to find something remotely ‘healthy’ because fast food is close and cheaper but does little, especially in this heat. Wondering if and when there will be enough to secure a roof over our heads for a night or two – time to shower and wash clothing (it’s dirty out there) rest in a bed, charge what electronics we use to connect to the world, and sleep without constant interruption because of weather, traffic, danger from the area – you name it. And worries about health -not the general get enough water and some rest – but actual health. The DH went into hospital for 9 days in December – Kidney issues, cardiac issues, hypertension and edema. Because of the insurance battles and lack of money – he’s not been on meds since the end of January. We’ve been homeless since 6 May, and in those 7 weeks he’s spent all but 12 days unable to keep anything down for more than about 8 hours – even water. We’ve both lost weight (inevitable given the situation) but the occasional fevers, sweats, vomiting and carefully deciding whether (or what) to try and keep down is exacerbated by heat, humidity and lack of shelter in the midst of the now-worsening heat. Not to mention the careful planning (and trying to locate) dry (or rain-protected) spaces with the afternoon storms that are so prevalent.
Even with all of these challenges, we’re managing to keep moving forward to some ‘unknown’ end – hoping that the next phone contact will bring some help, or assistance and our fortunes will change. For those asking about shelters – they are in both a bad area in downtown (about 18 – 20 miles from us) and single-sex – which would result in us separating – a move he is unwilling to take as the areas aren’t safe and he won’t leave me alone and far away from him. The VA is the cluster that is reported on the news.. family (who are willing) have helped, as have friends. But honestly – right now what we need is help to secure a room to get us off the street for a few nights. If you can help – any amount sent to paypal  at glhince@gmail.com or through FB Messenger Pay  will help- we need to get under cover and into shelter as temps are 90+ with humidity – and expected to remain that way for the next few days……
[room per night is running $85 with tax – we’d like to know we have room/shelter stability through the upcoming holiday)


Thank you to those that share or help. 😍
Jacqueline 
  Paige
          ...
 J.Risk
 Twitter: @JacqPaige
 All Things Paranormal


Saturday, April 20, 2019

In a hurry...

Your driving along - doing the speed limit (mostly) following signs, laws and the lines on the road... using common sense...
The car riding on your bumper pulls out and passes - when it's not safe to do so...
You grip the steering wheel tighter and curse inside your head (or not) ...
THEN the one in the hurry turns off three seconds after passing you.
Apparently they HAD to reach that turn off ten seconds sooner for reasons so important it is worth endangering several other people along the way...



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Jacqueline
Paige
...
J.Risk
Twitter: @JacqPaige
All Things Paranormal

Thursday, April 18, 2019

Book 28...

The first book I wrote was fast and easy - that one bleed into the second book, then turned into a five book series.
Somewhere along the way, I paused to mull over the fact that I had written ten books...
Finishing The Telepath was number twenty-eight.
Twenty-eight books.
Book 28 finished!
I'm shocked. I don't know how time moved that fast from 2006 until now, but in that time I wrote twenty-eight books.
Twenty-eight stories for the characters that talk to me - keep me awake when I'd rather be sleeping - drive me crazy as I try to unravel their stories - and often exhaust me to the point I lose track of days and time.
You know what? I wouldn't change it. I look forward to #29, #30 and hopefully #50 eventually.


Shameless self-promotion space:

Jacqueline
Paige
...
J.Risk
Twitter: @JacqPaige
All Things Paranormal