deathpixie

(cross posted to subreality since a lot of the old gang who might not have me friended are reading that one.)

First up, there are comic ficcers who knew Ki who don't have LJs or have them and don't use/read them any more who might not know what's happened and who might want to. Luba Kmetyk came to mind. Can people who are still in touch or who have the L33T skillz and time contact them and let them know? There's a message board set up as a central point for sharing stories and memories and resources - it might be an idea to include the link in any emails sent. And also? Make a comment on the subreality post who you've emailed, so certain people don't get spammed. I already emailed Queen B last night, since I'm pretty sure she's mostly offline these days.

Secondly, Chris is asking for pics of Kielle people might have. Digital copies preferred. We all know how camera-shy she was - I know I don't have any from the Dexcon she attended and I didn't take my camera with me to the karaoke night during Walkabout - but if people have photos who haven't already offered them, please do.

First of all, qodarkness who, by her own admission didn't know Ki that well, but really captured why her loss has had such an impact.

And then jim_smith, 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.

( Tell me how long is a short time?Collapse )

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

Just spent... oh my god, about six hours, reading the Age of Apocobyss RR. Curse you nostalgia! But damn there's some great writing in there.

And now I hie to bed. For I am of the dead.