Thoughts about fathers

[erastes]

Just noticed that Torquere have a father’s day sale.  Now, I know there are some gay fathers, but… otherwise.  I can just see my father’s face if I handed him a book on gay werewolf porn. *runs*

Somewhere else, last week, I saw someone getting sporked because erotica writers were dedicating books to their fathers.  Now, I don’t see anything wrong with this, actually.  My dad is hugely supportive—in so many ways—and I firmly plan to dedicate Mere Mortals to him. Yes, it’s a gay (Victorian gothic mystery) romance.  I know he won’t read it, because of the Alheimzer’s (if indeed it ever gets published, lets not jump the gun here, eh?  But he deserves the dedication. I don’t think dedications mean “hey dedicatee, READ THIS BOOK” – rather it’s a (hopefully) lasting testament to someone who means a lot, and someone who has helped.

I love to read dedications because sometimes they are deliciously vague. “To Mr Winthrope and he knows why” or “To a dark haired beauty” or whatever and I love to wonder who these people are and what part they took in the author’s life.

I found it rather sad that the restaurant, which we went to today and we couldn’t get a seat in for love and money on MOTHER’S DAY was notably empty of families celebrating their Dads.

Comments

[lee-rowan.livejournal.com]

My dad would never read my stuff but he'd be proud I was published. Though if he weren't already beyond being startled he'd probably drop dead of horror if I ever dedicated a book to him.

But sporking people for that--!? A father gives a girl confidence... or he doesn't; my dad and I were always at odds until I was old enough to realize that for a man with PTSD he did a damned fine job.

I dedicated Eye to a friend who passed away two days after sending me a note about Gent's Gent; I dedicated TW, in part, to that little pooch in the icon, who checked out while I was finishing the story. So to hell with people who piss on other folks' dedications.

Around here, a big Father's Day thing is to get Dad a new barbecue grille and let him play with it for dinner. (Canadians are obsessed with cooking outdoors, probably because summer is so short. We have neighbors out there in February, on the back porch, in parkas, with the grill going.)

Happy day to you and your dad, and I'm glad you've still got him!

[erastes.livejournal.com]

Thanks hun, I know I probably don't have too long--although he IS amazingly fit and healthy, drives, perfect vision, all own teeth, never had a day's illness in his life except for a hernia, low blood pressure, so god willing he could go on for a good while yet! I plan to make the most of him!