Angel of Mercy

Sent my manuscript to an agency and got a reply back they would like to see the first 50 pages so I sent that and got another e-mail that they would be interested in reading the whole manuscript if I got it edited by a professional to tighten up the dialogue and changing the telling to more showing. I send it to my editor on November 30th and get it back January 31 2021. Then I have until the middle of February to contact her ask questions for more help. Then by the middle of March or sooner will have it back to the agency to go over and see if they have a publisher for it.

Angel of Mercy is about Calamity Jane’s life from when she was 12 to the time of the small pox epidemic in Deadwood. I answered questions I could find no answers to. Why at 16 she was on her own, as she was the oldest of 6 children, who were the 8 men she nursed at the White Rock cabin. Why she had them there and how she saved them from Small Pox. No where even in the Deadwood Library system was there anything about that part of her life.

Mystic Water Ranch

Got pictures from our day at the ranch with the horses. I’m hoping I can download three pictures of me and Blitz, a pinto gelding I really interacted with. We had a spiritual bonding for about 20 minutes in August of 2020

Hopefully you can see the pictures of Blitz and me interacting. This one is my asking if I may approach him.
We are making contact at our second meeting of the day, He is leaning in to me.
Blitz is hugging me as I am hugging him. His head is on my shoulder and is leaning into me. This lasted a good five minutes or so but felt like forever as I can still feel his closeness and love

If you are able to see these three pictures please let me know either here or at

Second post this week

Just checked, I did mention that I had contacted Reedsy and had 2 editors contact me. I imagine now they are looking over what I sent to see if they want to work with me. Wonder how long I have to wait? Sitting on pins and needles wondering if I get help or not. I’ve gone over it and I can’t see where I’ve told instead of shown in the first 50 pages. That is what the agency asked for. So hopefully the editors will help me and the agency will reread it and show it to publishers. Angel of Mercy is the manuscript I have on a treasure map hanging. Only the ones that have to do with that hasn’t happened and going in a rubber boat whale watching. The rest has. I got a red dress, went to a field with a picket fence with six horses and the other few are writings about faith, abundance. When Angel of Mercy is published I will have to start another treasure map. This is my second, the first with about 10 things on it all happened.

Back again

It has taken a few days, okay a week to get back to writing here. Why? Well because I haven’t had anything to say. But I promised my spiritual writers group that I would write something before Monday. What do I write? That is the question, well I could write the good/bad news I got yesterday. Good because the Literary agency that asked for more of my Angel of Mercy manuscript said they would look at it again if I got a professional editor. I went to Reedsy Writer of which I’m a member and picked 5 editors to query for help. I’ve had two responses, wanting more information. Would be nice if I got a third then I would have to pick the one I want to help. Being as I’m in Canada I picked a Canadian editor not an American as I did last time I used an editor from Reedsy. The one I picked last time was a great help but with the exchange it was a little expensive. A death happened yesterday as well. A dear friend succumbed to Cancer after about 18 months of fighting.

Yesterday was also Remembrance Day, an emotional day anyway. Remembering my uncles who died fighting during World War 1 the war to end all wars, but it didn’t. My Dad’s brother served in both wars and came home to die on Vancouver Island in his 70’s or 80’s I’m not sure how old he was but he did survive both wars. My father had flat feet so was unable to serve even though he applied. He fought on the homefront, by farming. My brother was on his way to Halifax to join the Navy when the WW2 ended.

Missed at least one posting

Already a week since my last post and last week I posted 3, and this week I’m just making one. Oh well, I have an excuse, no I don’t. I saw a screen saver that gave me a prompt for a story and I’m writing it every chance I get. It was of an old ghost town, what looked like an old saloon, hotel, with a small shed attached, further down the rut road was what could be a general store and then a smaller building between. Nothing else but grass and prairie for miles. It just struck me as a prompt and I started to write a story about a ghost town. A young couple are going to a replica of a western town for a week honeymoon but the ghost town is what they find. As she turns around to go back to the car she falls into the arms of a cowboy an is transported back a hundred years and wakes up in a saloon girls bedroom. Just realized she doesn’t show enough fear waking up in that room without her husband of less than a week. Have to go back and change that. Thanks for the idea. If I woke up in a saloon girl’s bedroom a hundred years ago I would panic, I’m sure so she has to be more afraid.

Third post in a week

Today was our church’s A.G.M. which had been postponed since April when the pandemic struck. I had invited five friends who don’t have computers or don’t know how to get on to the Zoom contact to come and join me watching the church service and the meeting. Well would you believe it, my computer crashed Saturday. Good thing I hadn’t gotten rid of my old one before my friend gave me the other one. Okay, good I can still get on Zoom for church and the meeting. Oh yeah? Don’t think so. I tried before everyone came. No go, had to re sign in, I must have deleted that connect from the computer, okay did that but still can’t get into Zoom to which I had no trouble before. Okay after talking to one of the office managers get to watch it on facebook after finding out my computer isn’t the problem with the sound. We could see the minister talking but had no sound. Phoned the Licensed Unity Teacher and told her. It wasn’t my problem, they were having problems. Finally our minister was speaking not just mouthing something. The meeting isn’t on facebook so try to get back on Zoom, but no way, so six of us listen to the phone connection. Not what I expected or wanted at all. My friends said it was okay since we got to listen and not be distracted by watching. So all ended well even if I didn’t think so. Still I can’t get on Zoom. I have a Zoom meeting tomorrow at 1PM. Hopefully the friend who gave me the other computer will be able to fix it.

My second post this week.

May not have much to say but here goes nothing. As I said a few days ago I would do two postings on my website this week. Don’t know how many of my readers have ever had a sleep machine, but I’m on my second nose attachment in a week and a half. The first one was only a nose piece that after a while would block my nose so I breathed through my mouth or took it off. When and how I use it can be monitored at the sleep apnea clinic. This one is almost like a oxygen mask, it covers both nose and mouth so if I breath through my mouth I’m still connected with the air machine. It isn’t O2 it is just air pressure that is suppose to keep my airway open and stop my sleep apnea which I didn’t know I had until I had the sleep apnea test a month or so ago which showed I stopped breathing 24 time an hour. You would think that would wake me up with gasping for breath but I didn’t know I did that. No one is really interested in this anyway so I’ll end this before I tell you my medical history.

A promise is a promise

I promised a writers group that I would write on my webpage twice a week, but my problem is what do I write. Okay, here goes nothing. I am in a new writers group called Spirit Writers, we are having a check in then an opening prayer, then a one word story, each of the five of us gives a word and so the story goes, one word at a time. Then we have a prompt and write about that for five minutes. Then each of us reads what we have written about the prompt, each one is different. Then we have a one chapter story, by that I mean one of us writes the first chapter then one of the others writes the next, so no one knows where the next chapter is going. I suppose if we want at the end of the group we can finish it another way or not. Okay that is the first part of my home work. Have one more posting to do before Monday next week.

Where did 2020 go?

The year 2020 is almost over, just 2 and a half months and it is a new year again. This one has been a weird one. It started out great, peaceful. You could go anywhere in the world if you wanted. Then late winter, early spring Corvid 19 hit the world hard. Doesn’t matter where it started, it became a pandemic almost overnight. Everyone was told stay home, don’t go out, stores were closed, businesses were closed some never to open again. Seniors were the hardest hit, both with the virus and isolation from family and friends. It wasn’t going to last long, the American President said, he was going to cure it, not to worry. But the rest of the world wore masks, kept distance, don’t gather in large crowds. It is now the middle of October and the second wave has hit harder than the first, now it is not only seniors who are affected but all ages, the youth, the school children who are returning to school after a summer of not being able to be with their friends. The only way I see to slow this pandemic is to do as our medical specialists tell us. Wear masks, especially the cute homemade ones. They seem create a smile under the other wearers own masks. Stay six feet apart, wash your hands as often and needed and use the sanitizers in the stores. Stay home if you feel unwell. Only go out when you absolutely have to. Lets get our world back to normal as soon as is medically possible. Personally this pandemic has not affect me. I don’t know anyone who has had it, died from it or survived it. It has kept me from getting dressed up and going to church Sunday mornings and socializing with other members of my spiritual home. It has made it mandatory for me to understand the computer better. Get on Zoom for instance is new for me. I had never heard of Zoom before. By figuring out how to do that I can at least see and talk to my spiritual family. With the telephone I can talk to family members who are out of my personal safety bubble and friends who don’t have computers. Yes there are still a few people who do not have computers or don’t have the at home for personal use because they use them all day at work but now that work is done at home. Okay I don’t come here often but that is mostly because I don’t have much to say. Right now I will say the year of 2020 will go down in history as the year of the Coronavirus pandemic. It might even beat the bubonic plague in 1347 which killed a third of Europe’s population and the Small Pox epidemic. That was only a epidemic not a pandemic.

Long time since I’ve been here. I just haven’t had anything to say. Don’t like just writing about the weather or what I’m doing which is editing and writing. I have entered a few writing contests but haven’t heard anything yet. Also sent a few manuscripts to agents and publishers also haven’t heard anything. So what is there to write about. What I want to be able to write here is I’ve been accepted by an agent or publisher who is going to publish my book. When I can do that I will be here weekly. So I need prayers and belief it will happen asap.