Kind of how this blog chapter series is going, the books above are not in any particular order. I wanted to post the books chronologically but then I don’t know what, something happened and it took me forever to find my way back in here. During the time I was not posting I was on vacation and had covid. Not at the same time! I researched the 60s as that is when my cold case happened and actually also did a little writing on the last bit of story for the last book of my only trilogy. So far!
Did I say I have short term memory loss? That’s made everything more difficult, because the “short term” part means if I stop doing something, like writing a sentence, for a few minutes, I forget what I wrote. Although writing is something I still can do with very little frustration. When it’s flowing and when it’s not. Writers spend a lot of time Rewriting. Over and over. Almost everything else in life at this time is harder than writing. Including reading. I used to read a page a minute. It’s not that fast anymore but it is still very pleasurable. Lots of times I have just start a chapter again. That’s fine.
Researching is great because it’s the part of writing a book where I take notes, buy real books, and highlight info I need. Still the whole thing was worrisome and I wondered if the writing goddesses were trying to send me a message about my time online being up. It’s weird on the internet right now anyway with bots everywhere and so forth. Some of my friends think bot means scammers. When I say bot I mean ai. Which was so nice in the research part of my time away from the blog. Anyway, I feel like my memory loss is getting better.
One note I wrote myself in timeline was “Tim said I could write anything I want to anytime I want to.” Tim and I did have a talk (we were all on vacation together for a time) and I told him about these Chapters and because of what he’d said to me about not writing anything mean about my mom, it made me go a whole new way and how much I liked remembering good things about my mom. His grandma, who he loves. They are very close. I was also able to tell my mom I was writing a book about her and she said “Oh wow.” She seemed happy about it.
I have reread these early chapters a bunch of times and I think when I left off I didn’t yet know if I was writing while teaching so that’s something else I looked into. Turns out I wrote MOST of my books while I was teaching. I didn’t publish them. That’s the hardest part. Or was. Before eBooks. And my first book, which I published the really old-fashioned way, was done in 2007. I had this blog five years in 2007. And then my next book was 2011, then another in 2012. I wrote more in detail about those books in the early chapters.
We moved out of our beloved house in 2013. It had been, by far, the longest I’d ever lived in one place. I think that was true for Al too, although his parents were a little more rooted than mine. And I started my first series when we moved. The Blue Lake books. Those novels were published by The Wild Rose Press, where I still publish. The Blue Lakes had to do with a shabby chic resort place on Lake Huron in Michigan. The same people lived in the town but I featured a new couple every book. The resort was in every book and someone new came to stay in Blue Heaven every book. That was a fun series. And a lot of awesome things happened for me with those novels.
It’s time to close this Chapter but I’m kinda not wanting to in case I get so lost and busy I can’t come back and finish this memoir which I am trying to limit to ten Chapters. But I will be brave, as someone at Word Press gave me great directions. I love the bots but I finally realized they cannot do what a Happiness Engineer does. But they did a lot for me; as I have been relearning Word Press, my brain is making new pathways and that is in large part down to the bots.
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