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My New Project

Hello, gentle reader!

It’s been a good long while since we spoke. In that time, I’ve missed you a lot.

I wanted to let you know about my new project: the All Opinions Her Own newsletter. Focusing on events of the day as well as criticism, I’m sure you’ll still find your fix of macabre media reviews and much more. Content from True Crime Librarian may reappear on the Substack from time to time.

Be sure to subscribe!

Much Love,

The Librarian, aka Allison

PS The Cat is well, but as she enters her old age, she reserves the right to be crochety when the mood strikes her.

In Aggregate (2021)

As the twentieth anniversary of the September 11 attacks approached, I found myself increasingly displeased with some of the language of my original “In Aggregate”

I decided to clarify that while the unidentified of 9/11 may be forever bonded, physically, to the sites of the attack, their memory and their afterlife are not bounded by the location of their remains.

May God have mercy on those who died those day, on those who have died of diseases contracted on the Pile, and of all who have died in the War on Terror. May they be brought to “a place of light, a verdant place, a place of freshness, from where suffering, pain and cries are far removed.”

May their memories be a blessing. And may God bless America.

My soul does not cleave to the dust
Even if my flesh does
Even if my blood clots it
Even if my bone shapes it

Nowhere and everywhere I am
And I am not alone—
Like motes in a sunbeam
We hang together, strung
Between here and eternity.

This is eternity: to be bonded,
but not bounded, by time and space;
To see a day as twenty years
And twenty years a day

The line between life and death
Is so thin, and still so terrible
Like the sharp blue edge of sky;
So begrudge us not this sacred earth
Of which we have become a part.

For all victims of 9/11 who were never recovered

Allison Shely, 9/10/2021

Farewell, Dear Reader

Dear Reader,

It is with a grateful, but heavy, heart that I announce the end of this project. As you have doubtless noticed, my productivity with regard to this blog has dwindled over time, and simply plummeted during the last year.

COVID has forced me to reevaluate my goals and priorities. I have decided to consciously move away from True Crime Librarian, which my heart had done long before my head. While my career still involves writing, it has long since moved away from the true-crime niche.

I remain endlessly grateful and thankful for the kind attention, feedback, and support you have given me over the last five years. From interviewing authors to getting positive author responses to my critiques, from sharing with you a bit about myself to sharing great stories with you, I will cherish these memories and learning experiences for the rest of my life.

Sassy at the beginning of the blog

I will be keeping the blog up at least until June, when my WordPress contract renews, and will keep you updated as to if/when it will go offline. I hope someone else will be able to use the domain name in the future.

Sassy, my husband, and I are all well. Sassy celebrated her tenth birthday last fall and we are so blessed to have her. I started this blog shortly after adopting her, so it only feels right to acknowledge her as I leave it behind.

Sassy a week or so ago

If you want to keep up with Sassy or my future work, I would be humbled if you followed us on Instagram @authorallison.

My professional writing website is allisonshelywriting.com.

Again, thank you for everything.

Bittersweetly Yours,

Allison R. Shely

I Should Be Married by Now

How we spent today

I should be married by now.

After all, the ceremony was set to begin at 3:30, end at 4:30. By now we would be married, have celebrated with cocktails, sat down to dinner. At this very moment we’d probably be dancing.

But we’re not. Because that’s not what the time calls for. Instead we got a strawberry-and-cream cake and drank some champagne at home.

We’ve rescheduled for October, and have plans in place for social distancing, but as long as I get married and get to wear the dress I’ll be happy.

In another timeline, another Allison is having the wedding she planned.

And in that timeline nearly 100, 000 Americans are still alive, as are hundreds of thousands more around the world.

That they are not here with us is the real tragedy of today.

At the end of our times, I pray, another wedding will take place. And the dead will rise; Arlington Cemetery, across the way, will empty; dust will rise up from the streets and form back into towers long-lost.

Then we will have dancing.

Not Dead

Just in grad school. And finishing my comprehensive exams to leave said grad school. And wedding planning.

Have been in advanced fiction seminar and am doing lots of good work there. Hope to share with you in due time.

Also have a new critic’s copy of a book I’m working on and some TV shows to review.

-ARS

Thank You, December Patrons!

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Happy New Year to you all! Thank you to my December patrons, who have an extra reason to celebrate 2018–access to a weekly newsletter and exclusive creative content. Though there numbers are few, their influence is outsize:

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Sassy’s First Christmas Tree

Finals are finally over! I’ve had a chance to put up the tree. This is the first year I’m holding Christmas away from home, so this is the first year I’ve had a tree in the apartment.

Sassy’s initial reaction had me concerned.

Tonight, in this episode of “Seconds from Disaster”….

I then caught her scoping out the tree…from the comfort of my freshly washed Christmas tablecloth!

This is what the law means when it speaks of “a guilty mind.”

With the tree decorated, and anti-cat mats and sprays laid around it, I was still surprised to find it intact when I got home today.

“Im just looking. Get over yourself, mom.”

Wishing all of you a very happy holiday season, and a Christmas without drastic feline intervention.