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  • I've not been writing nor posting lately because I've been consumed with trying to come up with the funds to cover our late mortgage payments in which we are 6 months behind, to the tune of about eight grand. Terri's working at three jobs seven days a week. None of the artwork and other marketable items we possess have sold in months. A writing gig that paid me one dollar per word was great but yielded not much more than one month's payment. I feel like I'm trying to staunch a sucking chest wound with a band aid. Today we received legal notice which I suspect is the overture to eventual foreclosure proceedings. Selling a few pieces of Gattorno's art work would cover what we owe but I've been pimping the stuff for the better part of a year with no results so I'm not overly optimistic now. The goddamned mortgage company has repeatedly refused to work with us and now they're going to take our home. I'm angry. I'm anguished. I'm desperate. I've run out of ideas. Other than that I'm doing just fine.
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