A couple of posts about Kielle I think really ought to be read...

[deathpixie]

First of all, [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] who, by her own admission didn't know Ki that well, but really captured why her loss has had such an impact.

And then [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], who summed up her contribution to comics fanfic in a manner that was sensitive and respectful and honest.


I'm going to take Amanda's advice and answer some email, I think. Because it's true. You think you have plenty of time, and then one day you turn around and the moment's lost. And I swore off regrets (forcibly, I seem to recall *wry*) not that long ago.

Also, should people wish to contribute, make a donation in Kielle's name for anti-cancer research.

And to leave you, lyrics spam. This song got stuck in my head earlier this week after I finished work. Working with the dead tends to make me introspective any way, but yeah, appropriate considering the reactions I've been reading. And having.





Sometimes you can say more, in a drunken hour or so
Than some people get across, in a life of lying low.
And sometimes you can feel more, for someone you've barely kissed,
but you don't see it at the time, and the moment that you've missed.

For a short time, she was standing there,
and you saw her, she saw you and you recall the colour of her hair.
For a long time, you never thought of her,
Then you heard she was gone for good,
You might have cried then if you could,
Would have looked foolish if you did, somewhere
The tears are falling in your mind,
For a short time.

There's a photo of your gang, on the night she hung about,
and you're looking like a wag, you've got your fat tongue poking out.
But she's no-where to be seen, you won't spot her anywhere.
It was her who took the picture, you were looking straight at her.

For a short time, she was standing there,
and you saw her, she saw you and you recall the colour of her hair.
For a long time, you never thought of her,
Then you heard she was gone for good,
You might have cried then if you could,
Would have looked foolish if you did, somewhere
The tears are falling in your mind,
For a short time.

Tell me how long is a short time, is it longer than two hours,
Or a bit less than a weekend. Is it shorter than a year?
Is it the time it takes to not complete your business with a person,
With a friend you make in transit,
to a daughter held so dear



Life's short, guys. Don't put stuff off. Answer that email you've been neglecting today.

Comments

*hugs*

[perihawk.livejournal.com]

No fair making me cry again. My body can't spare the moisture at the moment.

And you're going to be in Canada for three years. I have to make it up there to see you.

Re: *hugs*

[trishalynn.livejournal.com]

fuck. Same here. Dude, that's so perfect because you know she hated being in pictures. Hated the way she looked in them. that's so....

Do you have a copy of that song available?

Re: *hugs*

[deathpixie]

I can rip it and send it to you shortly, as soon as I grab the CD out of my player (btw, I didn't explode your inbox with the email-sent song, did I?). Same band does a cover of "Rosy and Grey". If you want to put it somewhere for people to grab, be my guest.

The version I have is a live one and has an extra verse that works even better.

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[thatpalebluedot.livejournal.com]

Can't start crying now. But, gods, I was talking to my dad on Thursday night, and looking for a pic of her, and I had to keep telling him--she hated being in pictures--she was always the one behind the camera.

Jo, could you send me a copy too, please, if you have a chance?

Trish--I'm going to be down in DC today taking some time off, but I'll have my cell on. Drop me a line if you still want to get together tomorrow.

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[deathpixie]

*nods* Sure. I'll use email for you - YouSendIt hates my dial up and takes _forever_.

*hugs* Just because.

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[deathpixie]

Also. *hugs* Stay strong, mate. But lean on your friends when you have to.

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[deathpixie]

Like you said, I'm there for three years. Plenty of time to get there. *hugs* Sorry to make you cry, it was just... the song, you know? I was thinking about Ki on Monday, before I sent the card I got some of the Aussie ficcers to sign, and reflecting that if the worst happened, there'd been these intervening years where I hadn't said anything, and yeah.

Hate my brain sometimes.

*hugs again*

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[perihawk.livejournal.com]

Yes with the overdose of hugs. And it so is. So right.

I think I might have been better off without the bottle of wine last night....

And brains are evil like that. That's why god invented Q-Tips. Stabbity.

[seraangel.livejournal.com]

You know, I've had the 'Street Cafe' song by Icehouse stuck in my head for the last ten minutes after reading this.

[deathpixie]

*snickers* Now that one I can't pass on - don't have that CD any more. :P But yeah, it's definitely in my mental "Subreality Songlist". Along with Crowded House "Recurring Dream" which I sent Hilly for her CD.

[maelie.livejournal.com]

(*hugs*)



Maelie

[deathpixie]

*hugsback*

I went on a mad friending spree, because all these people I remember from the 'old days' of comic fanfic have been coming out of the woodwork. I'm glad for that, at least, because there's people out there I wouldn't want to lose track of. Including yourself. :)

[maelie.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know. I feel bad sometimes for not knowing what old friends and acquaintances are doing now. I mean, it's great that we're growing and branching out in all sorts of ways, and it's amazing that some of us are still able to keep in touch (with deeper relationships, even). And it can't be expected that we'll always be able to keep up with those of just fleeting acquaintance. Still, I don't know how many times in the past I've had a random thought like, "I wonder what he/she is doing now?"

I want to tell you that I do think of you, every now and then and once again and a few times 'round. Even if I don't say it.



Maelie

[deathpixie]

I periodically have the guilts, where I tell myself I should be in touch more. But when I say this to [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] (who would be Phil Foster, btw), he reminds me that there are friends you don't have to that with. You can not see or speak to them for six weeks or six months or even six years, and when you pick each other up again, it's like that time never passed. Some friends are just like that.

I guess the communication frenzy I'm on now is because with Ki, I didn't get that chance. I read her LJ and rarely commented but always paid attention, and when she fell ill did all I could to let her know I was thinking of her... but there just wasn't enough time for that chat, that email, to pick things up again. So, just touching base with folks, I guess. Picking up those threads before they're lost completely. There's some bridge building I'd like to try as well, but that's another story. *wry*

So, what's happening in your life? *grins* Email's deathpixie(at) livejournal(dot) com.

Rossi.