The End of BIAM

As I sit alone in the silence of my hotel room, *sigh*, I think about this being the last day of the month and it's the last day I can write for the BIAM. I haven't spent as much time writing my story as I would like as I have had to think a lot about what I need to have happen next. I wish I would have had it more outlined before I started. It has slowed down the actual writing process, but I am getting through each challenge and am working things out. I have accomplished quite a bit this month, close to 10,000 words, especially since I've had to do some other things to work out my plot issues. I had hoped to finish it, and although that didn't happen, I feel good about what I have accomplished. At least I am many hours closer to completing it.

It's Off, Again

Well, my manuscript is once again off to the agent. Part of me is a bundle of nerves, the other part relieved.

My own modern-day legacy

I love my pioneer ancestors. My great, great, great grandmother walked the pioneer trail with the Willie Handcart Company as an 18-year old young woman. She served many people who suffered and were in need, even risking her own life to leave Rock Creek Hollow in the dark and freezing cold to rescue a man in her company who would have frozen to death if she hadn't. I have an enormous amount of love and respect for her.

These ancestors, like my great, great, great grandmother, left a great legacy for me. I don't feel like I have done much of anything. At least not anything significant, but I can't help hoping that I can leave behind the kind of legacy that these amazing people left for me. My own modern-day legacy. To have my descendents look at the life I have lived and feel a love, respect and gratitude for me.