I am nearly distraught over my carelessness. Telling the Susannah story was done as a request from readers who didn’t know her. Now I will be anxious about her story being stolen and I am upset with myself for trusting too much. Anybody know a literary agent I could speak to about possibly publishing my story? I’ve been educating myself online for hours and I should go to bed but can’t just yet.
I said I’d show the sewing baskets but it’s so late that those magical contents of one of the baskets will have to wait till tomorrow. Rick is having cardioversion first thing in the morning.
I had to post this just so I could get past Susannah – oh, she was so loved! Gosh, I hate that I need to worry about such an inconsequential thing as plagiarism. On the other hand, I have a perfect house with heat, a frig full of food, happy pets, a hot shower and a warm bed tonight – all the things the people in Ukraine are missing.