Collateral Damage

• February 24, 2014

Want to hear something funny?  February of 2014 was supposed to be all about me.  Well, me and The Last Prospector. I put a ton of work into creating a virtual blog tour for the book, from scratch mind you.  Finding the time to line up tour dates and create enough content to go around wasn’t easy in the spare moments in between my dad’s needs.

 

My dad with his "grandchild"

My dad with his “grandchild”

 

But I did manage it and am pretty proud of all the guest posts that got banged out under pressure.  Hospice was supposed to be my ticket to ride.  Not that I was going to ignore my dad for the whole month, but I fully intended to let the professionals do their jobs so I could do mine.

Now, as the dust settles, it’s pretty easy to see that I let down everyone involved.  All those folks who opened their blogs to me, put in a lot of effort to promote my book and went 10 extra miles to accommodate my special needs life, were left with an absentee guest.  My apologies to them all, you all deserved a lot better from me.

It appears that apologizing is my life’s work lately.

Yesterday, I shared the story of the agonizing decision to remove the guns from my father’s house.  If only the agony was done with the removal, if only outsiders would have left bad enough alone.  That did not happen.

For the sake of family harmony, I won’t publicly identify the person who repeatedly threw gasoline on my bonfire.  Suffice it to say that it’s not a blood relation, but still part of the family.  I’ve assigned the person the alias of Loki, the Norse god of trickery and chaos.  

After we removed the guns from my father’s home into my brother’s care, I thought the worst was over.  My brother offered to facilitate the sale of the weapons.  Three of the guns had precarious legal repercussions and only a handful of people in the area could legally purchase them.  What I wanted most was for every gun and every bullet to be sold to a responsible THIRD party and out of my family for good.

But Loki had other plans.  Despite having no experience at all with any gun more lethal than a Nerf or a Super Soaker, he became obsessed with purchasing all of the guns and the ammo.  He made repeated calls to my dad making offers.  My dad has never liked Loki all that much, my dad was insulted by the offer, my dad gets confused easily and was still angry that his guns were stolen from him in the first place.

Loki would not leave my dad alone, nor me, nor my brother.  Despite my brother telling Loki that those guns were not for him, despite my stated preference that the guns go outside the family, despite the family member closest to him demanding Loki to stop.  Yes, despite all of those things, Loki just kept going.

The pressure put on me because of Loki’s actions are hard to measure.  Let’s just say the nuisance ache in my midsection is most likely a former bit of carbon that is now a tiny diamond.  We had to get those weapons sold, we had to do it quickly before Loki’s interference detonated a bomb that would incinerate my family.

Do you have any idea how difficult it is to sell an armory in a heavily regulated state on the fly?  

Let me please take a moment to sarcastically thank Dick (not his real name either) at Sacramento Black Rifle (no backlink for you, Dick) for wasting an entire Friday afternoon for me.  Because, your selfish inactions added tremendous stress to my already grossly over-stressed day.

The hero of this piece is Don from River City Gun Exchange.  He came in on Saturday morning, he has a storefront and a business card, two things that made it easier for my dad to sell the weapons.  Not only did he make a very fair offer for the lot, he went a tiny bit higher to make my father feel like he negotiated especially well.

People like Don are heroes.

Within two hours after the deal was struck, all the proper paperwork was signed, the inventory removed from Dad’s house and it was over.  Blessedly over.  The guns are gone, Loki has been defused and I am profoundly grateful this situation is finally resolved.

You might think all this drama would make me actively anti-gun.  While I’ve never owned a gun and it’s highly doubtful I ever will, I’ve been surrounded by responsible gun owners most of my life.  For every one doofus like Loki, there are ten conscientious people like my dad and brother.  Unfortunately, it’s only the Lokis who make the evening news.

As for Loki, I’m too exhausted to hate him.  He’s not a bad person, he actually has a very big heart and many wonderful qualities.  His impulsive stubbornness is not one of them.  This too will pass.

Part 1:  Crumbling Of A Caregiver

Part 2:  Gun Control

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Cairn Rodrigues is a lapsed chef and a current writer of refreshingly delightful fantasy fiction. She has a passably good relationship with punctuation while maintaining the high standards and integrity of self-published authors the world over. With over 30k tweets to her credit, she can sum up even the most profound and convoluted thought into a mere 140 characters as if by magic. Cairn knows all the words to La Bamba and is very well educated in classic American porn. She enjoys glitzy fireworks displays, the iridescent feathers on common street pigeons and a really great Monte Cristo sandwich.

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  1. Marian Allen says:

    Hoorah for the heroes! And guess what? One of them is you.
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  2. Debbie says:

    Just read the previous post as well as this one. I can only image how high your stress levels were throughout, Cairn! So glad it’s resolved now. Hope you can take a little break and let off some steam, for your own well-being.
    As for the guest posts, no need to apologize and I think we all understand your situation. if you feel like coming around, it’s never too late, though. :)
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  3. No apologies needed. You were dealing with some pretty critical, important, time-sensitive, emotionally charged things, Cairn. You can only do what you can do, and let the rest of us carry on, as best we can, with your book tour on your behalf. There will be others, and the virtual ones never really end, do they? :)

    So relax on that score. If it makes you feel better to apologize, though, I accept. And I cannot imagine anyone here who wouldn’t.
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  4. I second what others have said about your situation and your absence from blogs. I explained to my readers that you were facing huge challenges the past few weeks and that you probably would not be able to come by to comment, even though you would normally. The day you were my guest was one of the busiest days for my blog. 109 visits to your post alone. Not a lot of comments, but the few that were there offered support for your ordeal.

    Every family has a Loki. Glad you were able to get the guns sold and Dad is okay about it.
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  5. You did what you had to do and Loki aside, that’s all you could do. Maryann above was right, every family has a Loki, although my Loki manifested herself in a much different way and is no longer of this earth.
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