I wrote this story about two years ago now. I can’t believe it was that long ago, to be honest. I had 130 Subscribers at the time, and now, well…now, I’m closing in on 1000 — but I’ve been closing in on 1000 since January. It’s been a slow go, to say the least.
This story is a special one for me. It’s the “first” story I wrote after my accident at work. (I accidentally deleted it from here and don’t really want to rewrite it, so we’ll just leave it at that.) I remember it was a matter of forcing myself to write. Up until then, I’d been parcelling out little pieces of stories I’d already written, knowing I had at least six months worth of stories before I had to do something. But that was back in November of 2022. In order to get myself writing again, I took part in The NANOWRIMO Challenge. This was the story I’d been woking on — something I started in mid October, but didn’t “feel it.” It was working for me.
I had about five pages written, and when I finished the NaNoWriMo, turned my attention back to the story. I threw it out and started over again. Sometimes, that’s the best solution. I got some pretty good numbers with it. I was just looking at the numbers, going through my posts looking for it. I’m satisfied as far as that goes. But it’s been a number of years, and most of that time it was behind the Paywall because it had timed out. (I had the paywall set for 24 months, anything older than that goes away.) I’ve changed it since then. I think it’s closer to 36 months now.
Doesn’t matter.
Anyway, this is a story about family. A dying mother; a recently dead father; a gay uncle; three children and a move to Italy as the mother’s dying wish. It’s about adjustments as the layers are slowly peeled back and the family revealed.
Let’s get into it, shall we?
Now I’m not thinking just because I put this up everyone’s going to rush over here to read it. I put it up just in case you want to read it
. Maybe reading it, you’ll want to Subscribe after?