Skip to main content

House Fire Posts from Facebook #1-#3

Update May 2020 - I'm currently going back through my Facebook posts and deciding what I want to leave up for public consumption and what I want to leave private (mostly photos of family that I don't want to leave accessible forever). I thought posting the text of those posts, along with some of the photos I'm okay with leaving public, here on the blog and backdating the posts to the days they went up would be a good alternative. This blog post is dedicated to all of the fire-related post on Facebook that are not specifically updates and backdated to the most recent of said posts.

If you've landed here in the midst of a difficult season (that is difficult for no fault of your own), I hope this helps. Leave a comment or send me a message (catpollockwrites @ gmail .com - remove the spaces) if you want someone to talk to, or even just someone to listen.


Tuesday, June 18, 2019 - 3:59PM

So. Once I get my head around this, I'll have more to say, but for now just know that we're all safe and sorting things out. I'll let you know if we need anything and what we need when we know.

15 people displaced after brush fire extends to home in Laveen ( article)


Wednesday, June 19, 2019 - 9:29AM

Only managed to get a couple of pictures this morning before the firefighters started spraying down hotspots. Still no words that can describe what it's like to see the house you grew up in go up in smoke.


Thursday, June 20, 2019 - 12:33PM

I'll be posting a proper update later, but I found this water bottle sitting on my coffee table this morning and wanted to talk about it because of what it represents - the alert members of the construction crew from across the street. They called 911, evacuated my father, my sister, my nephews and niece, and my uncle before the fire got to the house, and used water tankers from the construction site to help keep the fire from my house and my aunt's and uncle's until the fire fighters arrived. They made sure we all stayed hydrated and that my sister and youngest nephew could sit in an air conditioned vehicle until the Red Cross crisis response team arrived and took over. As bad as it is, they saved the lives of four children and three adults and helped save the house I live in. I will be eternally grateful.


Popular posts from this blog

Metaphors: Candles

I've recently fallen in love with candles. Since coming home from the World Race , I've bought at least one a month. My favorite candles are the ones that come in glass jars - because when they burn out, I can clean the remaining wax out and put the jars to other uses. Right now,  that means they get cleaned out and packed away in anticipation of my move to Flagstaff. But as I was lighting one tonight (vanilla spice... Thanksgiving smells? Yes, please!), I saw a metaphor for writing flickering away in the flame licking at the wick and melting the wax. I suppose it could be a metaphor for life in general, but since the theme of this blog is writing... Well, you do the math.

[Five Minute Friday] Purpose

Fiber bars, strewn along the side of the road. There had to be at least a dozen of them, still in their wrappers and completely unopened. No box in sight. Really? That's about the reaction my younger sister and I had when we stumbled on them on our early morning run. Really? along with disgusted sighs about the wastefulness of it. These were the expensive ones, not a generic store brand that kind of tastes and kind of looks the same sometimes. So, when we weren't keeping an eye out for their box, we speculated about what had happened. And wondered how many more we were going to see before the end of our run. "Maybe they took one bite and thought they were gross," my sister said. "So they threw them out because they didn't want them anymore." I let out one of those disgusted sighs and nodded along with her theory. "Yeah, or they got in a huge fight, and threw them out in a fit of rage." "That's a possibility." And

How to Make Sure Your Book Review Request Does NOT Get Deleted

I've been hesitant to write this post. That is due, in large part, to how angry I get some days after reading book review requests. I curse, I rant, I snark. My cat will tell you it's not a pretty sight. But I also feel like this is a good opportunity to talk about what it is that makes me feel those feelings AND how to not stir them up. I'm not the only reviewer that gets frustrated when I see certain things in my emails from authors looking for a review. And I know I'm not the only one who gets triggered enough to ignore or delete those messages. I never feel good about doing it. It's just that I'm hitting the proverbial wall here and I want to hit it a little less often. So if you're an author looking for loving advice on how to approach reviewers (especially this one), read on. Review Requests I Always  Delete Before I get into what to do, I wanted to take a minute to look at what not to do (and how I handle it). Want to know what immedi