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PEGGY FIELDING'S
NEWSLETTER BACK TO THE REAL WORLD Now, I'm dealing with the real world, my world, the world of words. That is a much better place to be than the world of doctors, hospitals and strokes. NEW BOOKS REQUIRE NEW PROMOTIONAL ACTIVITIES Recently the HENS, Paula Alfred, Jackie King, and I were invited to appear on Tulsa's morning show on Channel 6 with LeAnne Taylor. We did it and had a great time wearing our boas and other fubelows.
Toward the end of the short interview LeAnne asked me a direct question. "Do you have plans for another book of novellas?" "Yes, I've invited them to do another," I answered, "But both Jackie and Paula have said, 'No'." And then the interview was over. What has really surprised me is that no other writers have stepped forward to offer themselves as substitute HENS for the new project. Perhaps they think, Well, hell, her pals don't want to work with her again, why would I want to work with her? I have heard whispers that she can be a bitch. THE NEW PROJECT Exactly what project do I have in mind for our next FOXY HEN anthology? Well, I thought an amusing look at something historical with a touch of paranormal would be fun this time. Here are the tentative titles I have come up with. Jackie King came up with the last one on the list, and actually I think it is the best of the lot.
GET ON BOARD, READERS Let me know which title appeals most to you, my readers. Or maybe you have some better HEN ANTHOLOGY titles in mind? Send 'em to me. I'd like our stories to be fun, set back in history, with a small touch of something supernatural...which covers a lot of ground. MY VERY OWN NEW NOVEL IS ALSO OUT THIS MONTH
Mules also play a part in this book. Debby Camp's father, Jim Camp, spent hours talking about mules with me He loved those animals. He is the one who told me that spotted mules are rare... one in 100,000, I think he said. My mule in the story is named "Lucifer." I was surprised to receive a note about my spotted mule yesterday. It was from one of the Camp family mules... Ol' Cap'n. Here is his note about my wild mule.
Not only did Cap'n write. He send a photo of a spotted mule. Let me tell you that picture was not easy to get. I have looked far and wide for one. BARBARA
Oh, the bastards. Giving my book away on line is stealing. I called my editor right away and he too was incensed. He got our book off that place shortly, let me tell you. I share royalties with Barbara because, after all, she lived the life, so that means they were stealing from both of us. The bastards! All this flap about the UFO business sent me reeling into Whitley Striebers new book, The Grays. It's fiction, of course, but still, it made me shiver. My editor put a Gray on the cover of Barbara right next to my name. I asked him if that position held any significance. SEE YOU NEXT TIME Now, if you are dying to send me a present just slip one pill of Imodium AD into your envelope when you write. Summer is really here and that means that my Filipino Fungus is well and truly among us! And my air conditioner went South a few days ago. Joe Casey says he may get it fixed tomorrow with a new AC installed. Hope never dies. He hasn't been able to work because of the forty or more days and nights of rain we have had in Tulsa. I'm asking all you good Christians to quit praying for rain, please. BUT I STILL LOVE YOU ALL. SEE YOU NEXT MONTH IF I'M NOT BURIED IN YOU KNOW WHAT BY THEN. Peggy Lou | ||
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