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Sorry I'm behind. (Patreon)

Published:
2021-12-04 22:17:00
Imported:
2026-06

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Sorry it has been a bit folks.  My middle daughter brought home the delta variant of covid, and I have been absolutely miserable.  Today is the first day since Thanksgiving that I haven't felt terrible.  It has put me behind AGAIN, but at this point I think I should just expect for that to happen.  
I do have some good news, though.  I have an entire bonus book written in the Threads universe by Paul Vanderheyden, one of the guys writing a side story with me.  It is getting checked over by my developmental editor right now to ensure he is following all the 'rules' of the universe, but as soon as he is done I will post it on here in big chunks for your enjoyment.  This will be the only place people will be able to see the initial version of the Dual Cultivation trilogy, which is pretty cool.  I will be going through and making my own changes before it gets published, so the final version will probably have some major differences between the two.  I am just about to start a writing sprint to try and get caught up, so I will talk to you fine folks later!

Comments

Corwin

Get feeling better. I enjoy your work too much to be bothered by delays. Though if you do still feel guilty...maybe have Jim have a fart contest

Cromegas_Flare

I know the feeling. I'm vaccinated (healthcare worker) and I had a breakthrough case. It was very miserable.

Robert jacobs

When the zombie apocalypse comes you will be one of the first people to get sick, yet somehow miraculously survive.

Robert jacobs

Hang in there and feel better soon

Michael Head
>>73104311

Dude, ain't that the truth? Story of my life. Speaking of story of my life, I feel like telling one.

Michael Head
>>73104311

So, I was at this little FOB called Mahmudiyah just south of Baghdad, trying to help some Soldiers get a flatbed trailer loaded for a jaunt up to Mosul. Now, I am somewhat of a loud person, so it is easy to hear me shout over the sounds of running engines and the hustle-and-bustle of a loading yard. That - unfortunately - is not always the case for other Soldiers. My two PSD Soldiers were both females, and one of them was extremely soft-spoken. It was hard to hear her in a quiet room, so being able to understand her in a loading yard was impossible. Don't get me wrong, both of my personal security detachment females were skull-smashing badasses. They could smoke a dome piece from a hundred meters in their sleep. They were just quiet badasses. Especially CH. So, I'm on top of a flatbed truck, trying to guide a forklift carrying a pallet of humvee tires into the proper position. CH is my relay, because once the pallet is lifted up to the height of the trailer, the forklift driver can't see me anymore. Now, it is important to remember that I had been in the Army for a long time, meaning I know all kinds of job-specific things that a lot of new Soldiers wouldn't. That includes hand-and-arm signals meant to direct specific vehicles (like a forklift) and they might be confusing to someone unfamiliar with them. Like, say, I give the signal to angle the forks down, boom out a foot, and lower the forklift arm flat. CH didn't understand these signals, so she did the safe thing and stopped the forklift driver, walked over to me to get the specific directions, and then went to relay them verbally to the driver, since she didn't know the signals to use. What she was supposed to say was what I had written above. It probably is what she said. Unfortunately, that is not what the forklift driver heard, due to her being so quiet, and him in a metal and glass box being rattled by a diesel engine running two feet behind him. So, "Angle down, boom forward a foot, and lower until you are flat on the trailer," somehow turned into, "He's clear, just shove the load onto the trailer." I was most definitely NOT clear, and got slammed off the flatbed by an entire pallet of tires traveling at a surprisingly quick speed, my Soldier giving me a thumbs up the entire time. I also didn't stick the landing. I was knocked into the fuel tanker parked next to the flatbed, and peeled down the side of it like I was in a freaking cartoon coyote that got slammed into a cliff. There was a perfect imprint of me on the side, where my body had cleaned off all the dust caked on the metal baffles. I walked away with a cracked rib, minor concussion, and a nasty cut on my forearm, but I still was the lead guntruck commander eight hours later when we finally rolled out the gate. Some days I genuinely miss the Army. Some days I really don't.

Robert jacobs

Be honest how many near miss stores like that do you have?

Michael Head
>>73117036

Oh, let's see. Fifteen years, and about one injury like that every two months or so, plus the big ones, like getting shot in the back, getting blown up (x4), getting stabbed, and getting struck by lightning. So, about one hundred. And then there is the other stuff, like my adventures as a Hy-Vee cart pusher in a town of amateur racecar drivers, my help on the farm as a kid, and then the stupidity I got up to on a dirt bike and/or 3-wheeler.

Michael Head

I almost decapitated myself when the neighbors put up a barbwire fence and didn't mention it to anyone. Riding the edge of a watering pond, so I stand up on the pegs to help lean away from the deep mud, going about 30 mph, and it hit me straight across the upper chest. I played human sling-shot, and my 3-wheeler got tore up pretty bad. If I hadn't been standing, it would have taken my head clean off. Just lucky, I guess.

Cromegas_Flare

That's a lot to go through! Is that part of the reason why you say things along the lines of luck being the greatest ally on the battle field?

Michael Head
>>73144416

Yes. Here's the thing. You can do absolutely everything right - training, fitness, planning, communication, coordination - and it can all go wrong with something as stupid as a bird flying into the air-intake on a helicopter, and the mission fails before you even make it to the target location. And the reverse is true. You can be just driving along, running a regular presence patrol, and you see a person acting sneaky as they enter a building, you investigate, and find an IED factory and four of the top five high-value targets in your area of operations. Don't get me wrong, training and dedication make it possible for you to 'win' in a battle, but - from my experience - luck is the one thing that can make all the difference.