I got another Death Threat at work earlier this week.

Usually we just ignore them because they come in the variety of "If you set foot on my propertry while I'm there I won't hesitate to shoot you." I do get shot at every now and then, never more than twice a year though. But this one was differnet. He said he was going to find out where I live and kill me at my home. Law enforcement called me to let me know that this guy is a credible threat.

Anyway I posted on Facebook that I had recieved a death threat and that if I die in the near future I'd like someone to put in my obituary that I hold the republican party personally responsible. "Facebook" thought it was a joke, like I was trying to be witty or something. I felt really hurt that no one took me seriously and that some of them even indicated that they would prefer me dead.

So I came here--tried to talk in the chat room, got pretty much the same response.

I'm tired of being shot at and threatened, but job opportunities in my field are nearly all limited to being out here in the west, which means that we get shot at by all those red state inhabitants.

I write as a means of escape. I've had non-fiction works published, but never any ficition. For some unknown reason I started writing a novel. I'm at about 40,000 words now and I'm finding that I prefer my imaginary world to the real one. (No surprise there, the real world sucks.) I'm emotionally attached to my characters and don't want to come out of the novel. I feel really confused.