Update on what is going on here.

I know you are wondering just what I am up to so let me fill you in on that.  My Chapter One is currently being edited and should be finished by the first of next week.  My editor who shall be known as only Jeanne, is giving me pointers and has agreed to travel with me to my book signings and things like that.  But I am getting ahead of my self. 

Then I will deal with a publisher who has to do formatting and all that stuff.  I need to design a cover and I am still stuck on what to name the silly thing.  I have been assured that if I stick with Chapter One , and then name the next one Chapter Two, and so forth that people will get confused and think it is all the same story.  I am comfortable with the One, Two, Three thing, but I guess a nice catchy title is in order.  I am toying with Sins of the Mothers, Sins of the Sons.  Course other suggestions have been, Up the Tree, Down the Hole, and Oh, Mamma!  That is only a few that have been tentatively offered.

In the meantime, my little mind is working on the next book.  Course I am torn between keeping Meg on the farm or sending her into town.  Staying has all kinds of possibilities with the advent of Fred having actually taken a shower.  But so does the relocation to Denver and the detective there.  And then there is the son in California.  California with its balmy breezes and earthquakes and the gay night life could prove a real challenge.

Got any ideas?  I would love to hear from you.  loumercer3@aol.com  will get you right to me.  Just be sure you put Chapter One in the subject line or you are off to the spam folder and never, never land.  Nothing encourages the writer in me more than  knowing that some one is out there reading my missives and actually liking them!  Just a ham at heart!

So, until later, I remain, Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered so to speak.

Good Morning!!!

On gossamer wings and a silver tome,
of moonbeams bright
My dreams will come.

I stood on a precipice deep and wide,
And dreamt of leaping
to the other side.

Lou Mercer.....unknown date

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told you I was cleaning house. found this.

It was with love that I set him free;
With faith that he would return to me.

Then vainly I walked where I had seen him go,
For a sign of life or a sort of glow.

One month; then two and finally three,
Then several months later a speck I see.

So with heart all a twitter I ran to the sight;
But hold it there, something ain't right!

For there on the seat where I should be
Sat a frowsy blonde with a kid on her knee.

So let this be a lesson to you;
Got a man-stick like glue.

For a  lot's to be said of the words in kind,
"out of sight is out of mind."

Lou Mercer....some time in my delusional past!

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This was written exactly 4 years before I married Kenny who I had not met yet.

Lay down beside if just for a while.
Be mine tonight so tomorrow I'll smile.

Hold me so close that I feel your heart beat.
Your head on my chest until our lips meet.

Hands so strong yet gently they hold me,
In a lovers embrace your arms do enfold me.

This night of all nights should go on forever;
Hold me tonight for tomorrow is never.

Lou Mercer...12/23/1979

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My feeble attempt at free verse.

I can see the raindrops fallin, twisting, spiraling, dropping
     on to the earth.

I can see the raindrops gathering, rushing, cascading
     to the river wild.

I can see the river flowing, rushing, roiling
     to an Emerald Sea.

I can see the sea now rising, rolling, cresting
     on to the beach.

I can see the sea now drying, evaporatin, ascending
    to a clear blue sky.

I can see the storm clouds gather, rolling, thickening,
    into raindrops.

Lou Mercer ...March 2003


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