Allison Knight's Blog, page 19
November 30, 2013
The Journey
Don't you love it? The oldest goes home early this am, (he came for Thanksgiving and to help with things around the house) and about two hours after he leaves, I start the laundry. Wouldn't you know it? The washing machine leaks. Water everywhere. Husband locates problem. Laundry delayed, sheets not yet on the bed and poor DH now has to fix leaking washing machine and at eighty he's not in much better shape them me. Ah, life!
Still waiting to start the edits. And dang it! The game starts in two hours. Another comment - Ah, life!
Sometimes you just want to throw up your hands and scream. The washing machine should be a simple fix if he can get the right part. Big if. I think we went through this a couple of years ago and they didn't make what he needs. So, we ended up with a Goldberg kind of fix. I guess it's time for another - Goldberg fix that is.
I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
The new pills seem to be helping with the rubber band sensation. Thank goodness. I now have several other things I have to do instead of edits. (sigh) I will get to them. I will get to them. I will get to them.
I figure if I say it enough times, I'll get so tired of seeing it, I'll just do it. Part of this might be, because I had edits. Don't we all.
Okay, the bed awaits, or what I can do in spurts. At least I can work in spurts.
Off to spurt. (grinning)
Allison
Still waiting to start the edits. And dang it! The game starts in two hours. Another comment - Ah, life!
Sometimes you just want to throw up your hands and scream. The washing machine should be a simple fix if he can get the right part. Big if. I think we went through this a couple of years ago and they didn't make what he needs. So, we ended up with a Goldberg kind of fix. I guess it's time for another - Goldberg fix that is.
I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
The new pills seem to be helping with the rubber band sensation. Thank goodness. I now have several other things I have to do instead of edits. (sigh) I will get to them. I will get to them. I will get to them.
I figure if I say it enough times, I'll get so tired of seeing it, I'll just do it. Part of this might be, because I had edits. Don't we all.
Okay, the bed awaits, or what I can do in spurts. At least I can work in spurts.
Off to spurt. (grinning)
Allison
November 29, 2013
The Journey
Great Thanksgiving. The quick fix meal was really good. It could have been a little hotter, but the meat was tender, the carrots yummy (but then I love carrots,) the onions and shallots cooked to perfection. The sausage dressing (see Wed. post) is almost gone, and I really liked Marie Calendar's pumpkin pie. We were pleased, I didn't get too tired and everybody enjoyed the meal. Yeah!
Today I feel really good. The sun is shining, Lovesong is finished and I'm ready to start edits - okay so I said that Wednesday, but I will today, and I got a slue of phone calls out of the way this am.
My hospice nurse and their doctor (an oncologist) think they know what the rubber band in the diaphragm is all about. I'm now on more pills - sigh! But the meds seem to help and an xray next week should confirm their suspicions. I'll let you know. I'm still pooping out in the afternoon, so it will be an order a pizza delivered tonight.
Then of course, tomorrow is the BIG GAME! Okay, I've said it before. In Alabama we have two seasons. Football season and the rest of the year. Tomorrow pitches the two Alabama teams at each other and I suspect the winner will go to the championship game. We'll see.
In the meantime, I have a book to edit and yes, I'm going to start on that in a minute or two.
Allison
Today I feel really good. The sun is shining, Lovesong is finished and I'm ready to start edits - okay so I said that Wednesday, but I will today, and I got a slue of phone calls out of the way this am.
My hospice nurse and their doctor (an oncologist) think they know what the rubber band in the diaphragm is all about. I'm now on more pills - sigh! But the meds seem to help and an xray next week should confirm their suspicions. I'll let you know. I'm still pooping out in the afternoon, so it will be an order a pizza delivered tonight.
Then of course, tomorrow is the BIG GAME! Okay, I've said it before. In Alabama we have two seasons. Football season and the rest of the year. Tomorrow pitches the two Alabama teams at each other and I suspect the winner will go to the championship game. We'll see.
In the meantime, I have a book to edit and yes, I'm going to start on that in a minute or two.
Allison
November 27, 2013
The Journey
Late blogging today. But this morning was - weesh! (New word) We went to the grocery store. We have a great super market in this area called Publix. You can print your grocery list on your computer from their online weekly advertisement. It tells you the item, the savings (like two for the price of one) or so much off! It tells you what aisle you'll find the item, and you can add your own items, find the right aisle in their list of grocery items and them print the whole thing out to take with you.
Okay, grocery list in hand (We have a kid here for the holiday and more coming in two weeks, good deals, so time to stock up!) Here we are, me, my DH and twenty million other people!!!
What a mistake. The twenty million was a slight exaggeration but there were sure a lot of people. However, one of the great things about the south is how nice people are around here. Of course, the only way I can shop is in one of the electric carts. I have my O2 container in the basket as I'm huffing and puffing my way along, marking off items on my list. Everywhere I wheeled the machine (which I am not very good at driving) I had people trying to help. Could it be they were scared to death I would knock them over as I wheeled my way through the store???
Then - I got to the carryout and the woman in front of me had at least 50, maybe 60 coupons. Not the day for coupons. But the clerks were great. They load everything up and take you to your car. It is a great place to shop.
Only one bad part. I had to put everything away when I got home. DH helped, thank the lord, but way the time we got finished I was pooped!
All of this is to explain why I'm so late with this post. (grinning) In a pinch, any excuse will do.
At least the pumpkin pie is done. And tomorrow we are having a ready made meal of pot roast. All I have to do is heat the meal and make my Sausage dressing. Are you sure you want to know why pot roast and sausage dressing?
Tradition of course! Bird or no bird (my boys don't like turkey) we have to have sausage dressing.
So, I've decided to take tomorrow off. I will not be blogging tomorrow. Back on Friday.
Have a great Thanksgiving if you celebrate, and our Jewish friends are celebrating as well so, Happy
Hanuka.
Allison
Okay, grocery list in hand (We have a kid here for the holiday and more coming in two weeks, good deals, so time to stock up!) Here we are, me, my DH and twenty million other people!!!
What a mistake. The twenty million was a slight exaggeration but there were sure a lot of people. However, one of the great things about the south is how nice people are around here. Of course, the only way I can shop is in one of the electric carts. I have my O2 container in the basket as I'm huffing and puffing my way along, marking off items on my list. Everywhere I wheeled the machine (which I am not very good at driving) I had people trying to help. Could it be they were scared to death I would knock them over as I wheeled my way through the store???
Then - I got to the carryout and the woman in front of me had at least 50, maybe 60 coupons. Not the day for coupons. But the clerks were great. They load everything up and take you to your car. It is a great place to shop.
Only one bad part. I had to put everything away when I got home. DH helped, thank the lord, but way the time we got finished I was pooped!
All of this is to explain why I'm so late with this post. (grinning) In a pinch, any excuse will do.
At least the pumpkin pie is done. And tomorrow we are having a ready made meal of pot roast. All I have to do is heat the meal and make my Sausage dressing. Are you sure you want to know why pot roast and sausage dressing?
Tradition of course! Bird or no bird (my boys don't like turkey) we have to have sausage dressing.
So, I've decided to take tomorrow off. I will not be blogging tomorrow. Back on Friday.
Have a great Thanksgiving if you celebrate, and our Jewish friends are celebrating as well so, Happy
Hanuka.
Allison
November 26, 2013
The Journey
Fist and foremost - Happy Thanksgiving to All. I am especially thankful for this Thanksgiving because it may be my last one. Not a bad thought, really. It's bringing my kids here to see me, and I haven't seen them for years. As we say in the south, they live a 'fur piece' away. Our oldest will be here and that means movies and fun. They watch all the old shot 'em up western types, and I get to spend quiet time in our room reading! Great! Now I can visit with kids and also catch up on some time reading.
And more to be thankful for. Yesterday I typed the END to Lovesong. Now Edits, transfers to word and off to the editor. I will also say I'm sorry to see that family go. I learned to love them over the years. Silly I guess, but characters do seep into you somehow. I'll also say, I think this one has the best last couple of lines of any book I've written. And NO! I'm not telling what it is....
Spent the morning shopping. The major problem in my life right now is the cooking bit. Nope, my wonderful DH is not handy in the kitchen. He's great with doing dishes, and helping put stuff away, but the cooking part... Canned soup, fried eggs and packaged salads. Much more and he just doesn't do it. So, I'm looking for foods that are already assembled and ready to cook. Frozen meals are just not very good. I don't know if the microwave changes stuff, but except for the veggies, the meals don't make it. Fortunately, more and more stores are assembling things ready to cook. Our grocery story, Publix, has them. And today at Sam's I found a whole bunch of foods that require heat then serve. DH can handle that.
Now I have to start the edits. The day wanes. (Just getting in the mood to move into the middle ages.) Grinning!
Enjoy your Turkey if you are celebrating Thursday. Even if Thursday is not your official day to give thanks, stop for a few minutes and count your blessings. I sure will.
Allison
And more to be thankful for. Yesterday I typed the END to Lovesong. Now Edits, transfers to word and off to the editor. I will also say I'm sorry to see that family go. I learned to love them over the years. Silly I guess, but characters do seep into you somehow. I'll also say, I think this one has the best last couple of lines of any book I've written. And NO! I'm not telling what it is....
Spent the morning shopping. The major problem in my life right now is the cooking bit. Nope, my wonderful DH is not handy in the kitchen. He's great with doing dishes, and helping put stuff away, but the cooking part... Canned soup, fried eggs and packaged salads. Much more and he just doesn't do it. So, I'm looking for foods that are already assembled and ready to cook. Frozen meals are just not very good. I don't know if the microwave changes stuff, but except for the veggies, the meals don't make it. Fortunately, more and more stores are assembling things ready to cook. Our grocery story, Publix, has them. And today at Sam's I found a whole bunch of foods that require heat then serve. DH can handle that.
Now I have to start the edits. The day wanes. (Just getting in the mood to move into the middle ages.) Grinning!
Enjoy your Turkey if you are celebrating Thursday. Even if Thursday is not your official day to give thanks, stop for a few minutes and count your blessings. I sure will.
Allison
November 25, 2013
The Journey
This is a 'if I had only known' post. And it has absolutely nothing to do with my health.
Years ago, as I began to write, my DH showed me how to do a time line, the kind he used in his engineering job. I adapted it to my novels, and have used a time line on almost all of my novels. Now here I am, trying to finish a series, and with the time lines already disposed of, I have to rely on the binders I kept of major characters for each novel. Still, I'm finding that's not enough. Because as the story develops things changed. Original characters are no longer major and minor characters which have little or no information about them take a prominent role. And silly me! I didn't keep a record of those changes.
So, here is a suggestion. Even if you don't think about a series, doubt you'll ever write one, could care less, it's a good idea to develop a spread sheet, or data base for each novel, detailing each character. You can indicate whether they become important as the story proceeds. When I first wrote Heartsong, I never gave a thought to a series. But, I found I had to tell the stories of the other brothers, hence the song series. Now, I have to go back and read through the books - I wrote - trying to remember the characters that became central to the story. If I only had a spread sheet, or a data base to refer to, it would be so much simpler.
Today is a dark and gloomy day, not a day to think about dying, so I'm immersing myself in finishing the novel, and doing a dozen little things (well maybe half a dozen) that need to be done. An example - Over the years, I've collected rolls of adhesive tape, gauze pads, bandages, and they were scattered around the house, in the bathrooms, of course, but in the closets as well. Now, they are all together, in one spot. Need a band aid, a piece of tape, or gauze? I can now put my hands on exactly what I need. Just a bit of the organizing that I should have been doing. Procrastinator? Yeh, I guess so! (grinning)
Allison
Years ago, as I began to write, my DH showed me how to do a time line, the kind he used in his engineering job. I adapted it to my novels, and have used a time line on almost all of my novels. Now here I am, trying to finish a series, and with the time lines already disposed of, I have to rely on the binders I kept of major characters for each novel. Still, I'm finding that's not enough. Because as the story develops things changed. Original characters are no longer major and minor characters which have little or no information about them take a prominent role. And silly me! I didn't keep a record of those changes.
So, here is a suggestion. Even if you don't think about a series, doubt you'll ever write one, could care less, it's a good idea to develop a spread sheet, or data base for each novel, detailing each character. You can indicate whether they become important as the story proceeds. When I first wrote Heartsong, I never gave a thought to a series. But, I found I had to tell the stories of the other brothers, hence the song series. Now, I have to go back and read through the books - I wrote - trying to remember the characters that became central to the story. If I only had a spread sheet, or a data base to refer to, it would be so much simpler.
Today is a dark and gloomy day, not a day to think about dying, so I'm immersing myself in finishing the novel, and doing a dozen little things (well maybe half a dozen) that need to be done. An example - Over the years, I've collected rolls of adhesive tape, gauze pads, bandages, and they were scattered around the house, in the bathrooms, of course, but in the closets as well. Now, they are all together, in one spot. Need a band aid, a piece of tape, or gauze? I can now put my hands on exactly what I need. Just a bit of the organizing that I should have been doing. Procrastinator? Yeh, I guess so! (grinning)
Allison
November 24, 2013
The Journey
What a difference a day makes! My digestive system has settled down, I had a good night's sleep, and I'm raring to go. Of course, not too far. But I fixed breakfast this morning. Bacon, eggs, potatoes with onions, toast and juice. A well rounded breakfast. I'll have to check to see what I weigh now after my not hungry days. Probably won't be much. (grinning) Not the way to lose weight. And I'm now pooped! But I'll quit complaining about the tiredness. It's part of the game!
Now, I'm ready to finish Lovesong. Then the edits, the transfers, code removal, and off to the editor. And the regency time period novel? It's next.
Good news. My youngest, with his two younguns' and my granddaughter are coming in a couple of weeks. When you live soooooo far apart you don't get to see them often, like years... I know I won't recognize the kids, and they probably won't remember me. (Sigh) That's the trouble with our modern society. We live so far away from each other. I can remember when visiting my aunts was just a trip down the alley, maybe seven or eight houses away. But those days are long gone. Now we measure distance to relatives in hours and miles, not houses.
Another thing about getting ready for the end. You think a lot about the past. How it used to be. And I really feel sorry for our offspring. They may never know the freedom of going out in the morning, playing all day, home for lunch, back out to play until dark. No helmets when on a bike, no mothers screaming for you to come home or stay in your own yard, no worry about kidnappings, no locking of doors. If you had to go to the bathroom and you were playing several houses from home, you didn't run home, you ask to use the neighbor's bathroom. And they never refused.
Opps, there was always the one curmudgeon that everyone stayed away from. He (it was usually a he) was just plain nasty. All the kids avoided him like a plague. Nor did anyone dare to ever ask him for anything. You just stayed away. What a shame. Now that I think about it, maybe a little friendship would have changed his attitude.
On to Lovesong!
Allison
Now, I'm ready to finish Lovesong. Then the edits, the transfers, code removal, and off to the editor. And the regency time period novel? It's next.
Good news. My youngest, with his two younguns' and my granddaughter are coming in a couple of weeks. When you live soooooo far apart you don't get to see them often, like years... I know I won't recognize the kids, and they probably won't remember me. (Sigh) That's the trouble with our modern society. We live so far away from each other. I can remember when visiting my aunts was just a trip down the alley, maybe seven or eight houses away. But those days are long gone. Now we measure distance to relatives in hours and miles, not houses.
Another thing about getting ready for the end. You think a lot about the past. How it used to be. And I really feel sorry for our offspring. They may never know the freedom of going out in the morning, playing all day, home for lunch, back out to play until dark. No helmets when on a bike, no mothers screaming for you to come home or stay in your own yard, no worry about kidnappings, no locking of doors. If you had to go to the bathroom and you were playing several houses from home, you didn't run home, you ask to use the neighbor's bathroom. And they never refused.
Opps, there was always the one curmudgeon that everyone stayed away from. He (it was usually a he) was just plain nasty. All the kids avoided him like a plague. Nor did anyone dare to ever ask him for anything. You just stayed away. What a shame. Now that I think about it, maybe a little friendship would have changed his attitude.
On to Lovesong!
Allison
November 23, 2013
The Journey
Better day today. My digestive track seems to feel like it's ready to quit the revolt. Thank the Lord! My appetite is back, so that's good too. Still dumb-founded by the lack of energy. That must be part of it.
Got a chance to reflect again on the book I mentioned by Dr. Alexander. He listed a couple of others that I just might read. There is still that time trying to find a time to read. I did manage to stay up until after nine last night, and today, (to my shock,) I took a two hour nap. Me? a Nap? Reverting to my early childhood.
And although it's Saturday, it seems there is no Alabama game to watch. You really have to be living in Alabama to understand that statement. (grinning) Gotta check on the Auburn game, Maybe tonight. And yes I am a football fan.
Started on the very last part of Lovesong yesterday, but not going to get to do much to it today. I have to do a bit of research to make sure my dates match, then I can write the END.
Just thinking about the END is uplifting and in a way significant. I want to start on another book when Lovesong is finished, And when they write the END to my life I will begin a new Journey.
And yes, you do get reflective as the end of life as we know it approached. As my brother-in-law said as he was dying over a year ago, also of cancer, kinda looking forward to what's next.
Allison
Got a chance to reflect again on the book I mentioned by Dr. Alexander. He listed a couple of others that I just might read. There is still that time trying to find a time to read. I did manage to stay up until after nine last night, and today, (to my shock,) I took a two hour nap. Me? a Nap? Reverting to my early childhood.
And although it's Saturday, it seems there is no Alabama game to watch. You really have to be living in Alabama to understand that statement. (grinning) Gotta check on the Auburn game, Maybe tonight. And yes I am a football fan.
Started on the very last part of Lovesong yesterday, but not going to get to do much to it today. I have to do a bit of research to make sure my dates match, then I can write the END.
Just thinking about the END is uplifting and in a way significant. I want to start on another book when Lovesong is finished, And when they write the END to my life I will begin a new Journey.
And yes, you do get reflective as the end of life as we know it approached. As my brother-in-law said as he was dying over a year ago, also of cancer, kinda looking forward to what's next.
Allison
November 22, 2013
The Journey
Well, today sucked! All the meds I'm taking are doing a job on the digestive track. Spent a good part of the day in the bathroom. The other half wondering which drug was responsible. Things seemed to have quieted down now, and my nurse is checking again to see if there are any conflicts. Lord! I hope she finds out which one.
In the meantime, I did work on Lovesong yesterday. I have to wrap the story up, and all right, I know what I want to do, but not quite sure yet how I want to do it. And I'm trying to get DH to take pictures of my sewing machine. Since none of my girls do any sewing, in fact, looks like that's going to be a lost art, I'm seriously thinking of putting it on ebay. But, that requires pictures and DH is more concerned about me, than my machine. (grinning) I talking about the one I used to make clothes, not the one deciding to slow done.
I will admit, this tired business is coming as a complete shock. I always poo-poo'ed daytime naps. and going to bed before eleven. All I ever needed was a solid six hours. Not any more. Good heavens. I'm taking a nap occasionally, Me! Looks like I'll have to eat those words. And bedtime. Well, I've already admitted that it's early to bed now for me. By eight o'clock, thoughts of snuggling under a blanket start to sound awfully good. Hmmmmm Now when will I read? 'Cause I always had a book ready to dive into after the kids were down and lesson plans, dishes, and anything else left over during the day got finished up. My treat to myself. Time to spend with a book. And that was always later, at night. Long after eight o'clock. This needs some serious thinking. Off to think about making time to read.
Allison
In the meantime, I did work on Lovesong yesterday. I have to wrap the story up, and all right, I know what I want to do, but not quite sure yet how I want to do it. And I'm trying to get DH to take pictures of my sewing machine. Since none of my girls do any sewing, in fact, looks like that's going to be a lost art, I'm seriously thinking of putting it on ebay. But, that requires pictures and DH is more concerned about me, than my machine. (grinning) I talking about the one I used to make clothes, not the one deciding to slow done.
I will admit, this tired business is coming as a complete shock. I always poo-poo'ed daytime naps. and going to bed before eleven. All I ever needed was a solid six hours. Not any more. Good heavens. I'm taking a nap occasionally, Me! Looks like I'll have to eat those words. And bedtime. Well, I've already admitted that it's early to bed now for me. By eight o'clock, thoughts of snuggling under a blanket start to sound awfully good. Hmmmmm Now when will I read? 'Cause I always had a book ready to dive into after the kids were down and lesson plans, dishes, and anything else left over during the day got finished up. My treat to myself. Time to spend with a book. And that was always later, at night. Long after eight o'clock. This needs some serious thinking. Off to think about making time to read.
Allison
November 21, 2013
The Journey
Strange day. Not sure how I feel today. Cold, tired, definite weaker than normal. We'll call it a bad day. But interesting, as everything about this is. I have what feeling like a band around my stomach, just across the front. Those of you old enough to remember wearing a girdle would get the same sensation. I said a strange day.
Enough of that. I just finished a book about life after death. Every Monday, someone from our church comes to pray and bring communion to us. The minister brought a book for me to read. This one is by Eben Alexander. All I can say is WOW! Anyone who even suspects this world is it, ought to read that book. What he describes is unbelievable. He had a Near Death Experience, and this guy is a neurosurgeon. He lost me in some parts because he got so medically technical, but the message was loud and clear.
Well, the steam has just run out. Back to my recliner. Looks like the wedding will have to wait until tomorrow. (Lovesong of course)
Allison
Enough of that. I just finished a book about life after death. Every Monday, someone from our church comes to pray and bring communion to us. The minister brought a book for me to read. This one is by Eben Alexander. All I can say is WOW! Anyone who even suspects this world is it, ought to read that book. What he describes is unbelievable. He had a Near Death Experience, and this guy is a neurosurgeon. He lost me in some parts because he got so medically technical, but the message was loud and clear.
Well, the steam has just run out. Back to my recliner. Looks like the wedding will have to wait until tomorrow. (Lovesong of course)
Allison
November 20, 2013
The Journey
Four days late. Yuck! That med did not want to go. Sunday was really bad. I had to call the nurse who came and took all the necessary readings, blood pressure, O2 levels, heart rate and then called the drug store for another med.
This was for the constant nausea I was fighting. Thank the Lord! It worked. Of course, it put me to sleep which I guess was a good thing. After a restless night's sleep, I got up to rain and high humidity. That makes breathing a little hard, so Monday was another complete wipe out.
By Tuesday, I was beginning to feel like I was a member of the human race again, but the recovery was slow. I'm used to recovering quickly. Raising four kids, and teaching high school, you have to recover quick. Not so as you get older. I'm getting slower. As my oldest suggested - "I'm feeling old!" But then I am getting old.
A visit yesterday afternoon by the nurse and I do believe I have recovered totally and that stuff is out of my system. We 'ain't' putting it back no matter what!
In the meantime, I'm still working at completing my list of stuff. One of my neighbors suggested that if I keep adding stuff to finish to my list, then I might stay around for a lot longer and she thought I ought to dream up a whole lot of things I needed to do. I took it as a compliment.
I did get chapter seventeen finished only to discover that I definitely needed a chapter eighteen for 'Lovesong'. That ought to make my daughter really happy. She wasn't at all please with the abrupt ending of Heartsong. I didn't think it was abrupt, but she did.
Anyway, I'll be starting on eighteen shortly. Then it's the final edits, and the transfer. I write using Word Perfect. I just don't like using Word to write, because I can't find my mistakes without the reveal codes I get with Word Perfect. So everything I write, I have to transfer, after I take all of the Word Perfect codes out, to Word. It takes a bit. But, my editors are happier with it that way, and editors are individuals who need to be happy. I've had a few and believe me, they need to be happy.
So off to Chapter Eighteen, the wedding and family reunion. In the book of course, in the book.
Allison
This was for the constant nausea I was fighting. Thank the Lord! It worked. Of course, it put me to sleep which I guess was a good thing. After a restless night's sleep, I got up to rain and high humidity. That makes breathing a little hard, so Monday was another complete wipe out.
By Tuesday, I was beginning to feel like I was a member of the human race again, but the recovery was slow. I'm used to recovering quickly. Raising four kids, and teaching high school, you have to recover quick. Not so as you get older. I'm getting slower. As my oldest suggested - "I'm feeling old!" But then I am getting old.
A visit yesterday afternoon by the nurse and I do believe I have recovered totally and that stuff is out of my system. We 'ain't' putting it back no matter what!
In the meantime, I'm still working at completing my list of stuff. One of my neighbors suggested that if I keep adding stuff to finish to my list, then I might stay around for a lot longer and she thought I ought to dream up a whole lot of things I needed to do. I took it as a compliment.
I did get chapter seventeen finished only to discover that I definitely needed a chapter eighteen for 'Lovesong'. That ought to make my daughter really happy. She wasn't at all please with the abrupt ending of Heartsong. I didn't think it was abrupt, but she did.
Anyway, I'll be starting on eighteen shortly. Then it's the final edits, and the transfer. I write using Word Perfect. I just don't like using Word to write, because I can't find my mistakes without the reveal codes I get with Word Perfect. So everything I write, I have to transfer, after I take all of the Word Perfect codes out, to Word. It takes a bit. But, my editors are happier with it that way, and editors are individuals who need to be happy. I've had a few and believe me, they need to be happy.
So off to Chapter Eighteen, the wedding and family reunion. In the book of course, in the book.
Allison
