I still have a coupled post to transcribe from Rarasaur, but I thought I'd post this since it's a little time sensitive.
As I'm preparing to put out my new book this month, I do as I always do, and head to Panera to focus and caffeinate. But before hand I swung by my mailbox and picked up a letter from Rarasaur. So after ordering coffee, I sat down to read.
Every quarter prisoners are allowed to receive one large package of good (sent through a special service). You can buy for them all manner of things. There are basic supplies that you might assume prisoners are provided; shampoo, toothpaste, etc. And there are things you would never thing of; nice shoes, earrings and tablets (yes, as in little computer). Well, she sent me a list of things she needs and things she wants (I'm stewing over the fact that she needs to buy Iron supplements because the doctor there refuses to accept her Hindu diet, and give them to her). Rarasaur estimates that the box could run over $250 dollars, and it need to GET to her before the end of December.
I finish reading the letter and start thinking about my letter back. Then I look up, and sitting across the room from me are my Aunt and Uncle. They haven't noticed me yet, and I stare thinking maybe I've mistaken them for someone else. But eventually they see me. It had been over four years since I'd seen them. We talked a little. They were only nearby for a niece's concert, so they had to go.
Well, I sat back down, wrote the copy for the back of my book and check PayPal. I had just received a donation that put us well on track to get Rarasaur her box.
If you'd like to help us get all they way there, drop a little in the donation; we're really close. But as always, stamps and envelopes sent to her is good too. Apparently they also have an insane resale value on the inside.
- G