A number of readers have opted to show their appreciation of my work by making pledges, for which I am very grateful. I have finally decided to accept paid subscriptions as the extra money will come in handy for buying tea bags and Basmati rice and generally paying the bills! This won’t be immediately because I have to set up online banking again on my account, which was hacked earlier this year.
Hmmm, I would like to pay for a subscription to your substack, you are a provocative writer, " causing annoyance, anger, or another strong reaction, especially deliberately" that provocative... not the naughty one...
But, I still do not see a working "link" to do it.
I do not read substack every day, still hitting the books on my neurology course, but I always enjoy reading your remarks on almost every subject you visit.
Hope you got your banking issues sorted, or am willing to use another method if that is not working out.
Two months have passed since you posted the original of this.
I've been so distracted by other things going on in my life these last two months I haven't got around to reinstating my internet banking. I promise I will do it very soon and convert pledges into subscriptions. Sorry for the delay.
Please, nothing for you to be sorry about, just that those of us who wish to show our appreciation for you wit, your wisdom and your courage are unable to do so.
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I read a lot, and enjoy reading your thoughts on any topic you have touched on in your substack. I read 100's of pages a day and support seven or eight substack authors and would like to support you.
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Your words are always provocative, thoughtful, and full of insight.
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I am first a runner, says the man with a thousand hobbies, and during my first Marathon, I self motivated with quotes from my favorite authors. "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..."
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"...never give up, never give in..."
and numerous other quotes, it was a long day and my first Marathon and I started with a pulled quadriceps muscle in my right thigh.
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I had foolishly overtrained, I was running over 100 miles per week on the beach when I pulled it. I woke up one morning and could not walk... Ha!
That got my attention... I went to see an orthopedic surgeon who listened to my tale of woe, examined me, diagnosed me and then said the words that changed my life.
He said, "well, I know how you runners are, and I know that you are going to run your big race anyway, injured or not, so come back to see me after the race and...."
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He called me a runner.
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I did not think of myself as a runner because I was unproven, but he did.
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I went on to run the race with some motrin to help me get started and when the endorphins kicked in I went on to finish and claim my medal...one of over 20,000 that finished that day.
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I really fucked myself up. I spent 3 months recovering but went on to run again and again.
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Back to you now as I truly hope that whatever distractions you have in your life that you realize that "you are an author, a writer" with fans who follow your words, your thoughts and your passions with great interest.
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If "distractions" is a euphemism for pain, either physical or emotional, perhaps writing about it would help you work thru it.
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Remember that other great philosopher who said, "every day is a gift, that's why it's called a present."
Or, in the words of every globalist shill and politician . . . . . . . every day is a grift, that's why it's called a present!
Thank you for your running man tale. You're very determined and brave. I'm not good with physical pain and endurance; I would have just put my feet up! Mind you, I would still have taken the dogs for their walk; nothing interferes with that, no matter how bad I feel.
Hmmm, I would like to pay for a subscription to your substack, you are a provocative writer, " causing annoyance, anger, or another strong reaction, especially deliberately" that provocative... not the naughty one...
But, I still do not see a working "link" to do it.
I do not read substack every day, still hitting the books on my neurology course, but I always enjoy reading your remarks on almost every subject you visit.
Hope you got your banking issues sorted, or am willing to use another method if that is not working out.
Two months have passed since you posted the original of this.
Time for another plan?
kbl567@gmail.com
Hi Kerry,
I've been so distracted by other things going on in my life these last two months I haven't got around to reinstating my internet banking. I promise I will do it very soon and convert pledges into subscriptions. Sorry for the delay.
Please, nothing for you to be sorry about, just that those of us who wish to show our appreciation for you wit, your wisdom and your courage are unable to do so.
.
I read a lot, and enjoy reading your thoughts on any topic you have touched on in your substack. I read 100's of pages a day and support seven or eight substack authors and would like to support you.
.
Your words are always provocative, thoughtful, and full of insight.
.
I am first a runner, says the man with a thousand hobbies, and during my first Marathon, I self motivated with quotes from my favorite authors. "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..."
.
"...never give up, never give in..."
and numerous other quotes, it was a long day and my first Marathon and I started with a pulled quadriceps muscle in my right thigh.
.
I had foolishly overtrained, I was running over 100 miles per week on the beach when I pulled it. I woke up one morning and could not walk... Ha!
That got my attention... I went to see an orthopedic surgeon who listened to my tale of woe, examined me, diagnosed me and then said the words that changed my life.
He said, "well, I know how you runners are, and I know that you are going to run your big race anyway, injured or not, so come back to see me after the race and...."
.
He called me a runner.
.
I did not think of myself as a runner because I was unproven, but he did.
.
I went on to run the race with some motrin to help me get started and when the endorphins kicked in I went on to finish and claim my medal...one of over 20,000 that finished that day.
.
I really fucked myself up. I spent 3 months recovering but went on to run again and again.
.
Back to you now as I truly hope that whatever distractions you have in your life that you realize that "you are an author, a writer" with fans who follow your words, your thoughts and your passions with great interest.
.
If "distractions" is a euphemism for pain, either physical or emotional, perhaps writing about it would help you work thru it.
.
Remember that other great philosopher who said, "every day is a gift, that's why it's called a present."
.
Or, in the words of every globalist shill and politician . . . . . . . every day is a grift, that's why it's called a present!
Thank you for your running man tale. You're very determined and brave. I'm not good with physical pain and endurance; I would have just put my feet up! Mind you, I would still have taken the dogs for their walk; nothing interferes with that, no matter how bad I feel.