Linda Brown
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by Linda Brown » Sun Jun 23, 2013 4:53 pm
And this is todays response to things that our dear Furry Ferret in a bunny suit ( EXTERMINATOR) wrote... this is a message I just left on the Cosmic-Token but it belongs here too. I am still laughing about the hospital bill. Don't we all wish we could dial hospital charges back to 1945????
From the cosmic-token.com
"Just checking in with everyone. I promise, later on this summer I will spend more time here on the Token and there will be much for me to report. Right now though I am concentrating on the REWRITE of " The Good-Bye Man".
I have finished my initial draft and now have handed it over to Jan for her fine touches. The same first draft copy is going out to a select group for their opinion and input this next week.
If you have any interest in being part of this "panel" please just PM me OK... I don't mean to slight anyone who has a real interest in the way that this process is unfolding. If you have the time to carefully read and the interest to put out your suggestions please join us. You don't have to worry about doing the detail proof reading....That will finally be done by someone in the publishers employ. What we are concerning ourselves with here are the answers to questions that the book might raise. Have we been clear enough, are the characters strong enough.... do you have any suggestions or thoughts about additional material which should be covered?
I realized with an enormous shock that I completely overlooked one large subject... my interaction with John Lear.... what he told me.... and my reaction to it..... if that hadn't happened this book would never have been written.... I am not sure why I overlooked that section of the story....
Jan says that after my Mom died that I sort of withdrew mentally and even now looking back on the months after her death is difficult for me. Perhaps thats just a natural fog which covers over the emotional pain that we all go through. Mom died exactly one year ( to the day) before my Brother Joseph died. It was sort of a double whammy for me.
WE sold the ranch where we had been living in Banning. George was given an oportunity to run some heavy machinery on a whole section of land located behind the Indian Reservation. That project gave me an opportunity to just sort of " disappear" from the kinds of things that were happening around my Dads work. In fact someone started a rumor that I had died... so effectively... no one was even looking for me at the time and I preferred it that way. WE had our horses and Catalina Island dogs.....(pups that we had raised during our years there... not the Yorkies that I now raise.) These were big trail dogs... their mom came from Tahiti and was a breed that they call a " Tahitian Boar Hound". She was SOMETHING on the trails of Catalina... could run down a wild pig in a flash....anyway... she and a couple of her sons accompanied us on some wonderful rides up in the mountains with our Indian companions. I felt exceptionally safe there because the only way that you could reach us was to go through the Reservation at Cabazon. We didn't have a phone, had our own generator and water supply. It was remote and wonderful...
Until someone told me that a man named John Lear was saying that my Dad was responsible for allowing " aliens" into our dimension and that the world was doomed because of it.
What would you do if you had heard that being said about YOUR father?
I called John and we had a long conversation. His advice to me was that I should just " cover your head with a blanket" because " Its all over but the whimpering"
Well, obviously.... I didn't take his advice.
I find it interesting now though that years later I seem to be " up against" John Lears " Group"
Now here are the questions!Ishe just a guest there? And if that is the case then.... who is steering the ship and creating the topics of conversation there and exactly how much does John actually have to do with things there?
And if he doesn't have much control over there... what does that mean?
And why have they "swung their deck guns in my direction?" to use a naval term. Why bother with following this discrediting plan... How ridiculous has it been... to question my very right to say that I am the daughter of Townsend Brown. Why was it so important that my voice be muted?
I contacted him when I first joined the Pegasus Forum.. He claimed that he had no memory of that phone call but somehow Zorgon knew all about the fact that I had talked to John years before. Now thats interesting, isn't it? John says that his health and issues around it have fogged his memory severely. I can appreciate that but is that all that is happening there?
As soon as I am finished with this section of the book I am turning my attention to future topics.... and I am going to tell you right now that I am going face to face with many of the people involved on the Pegasus Forum. They may not know it at the time... but we will be coming face to face in many instances.
One of the funniest things is that Zorgons crew decided I think to discredit this person (me) by attacking the very idea that I was actually Townsend Browns daughter. I was supposed to PROVE who I was. Can anyone appreciate how irritating that was for me?
But just as a magic cosmic haha... something was just brought to my attention today.....
It came to the surface in my files today and I actually had to laugh out loud when I saw it.... its a receipt from the Santa Ana Community Hospital.... and its the hospital charge for my delivery!!!! hahahaha..... You are not going to believe what the charges were!!!!!
My Mother was in the hospital for nine days ( At SEVEN DOLLARS A DAY!!!!!)
The obstetrics charge was THIRTY DOLLARS
THE TOTAL BILL FOR MY BIRTH AND NINE DAYS IN THE HOSPITAL WAS NINETY THREE DOLLARS
I love it.
So here is a little snide remark from me to the person who SAYS she is Zorgons daughter. Prove it. Tell me how much YOU cost your parents and have the paperwork to back yourself up!!!!! hahahah..... Linda"
Linda Brown
And this is todays response to things that our dear Furry Ferret in a bunny suit ( EXTERMINATOR) wrote... this is a message I just left on the Cosmic-Token but it belongs here too. I am still laughing about the hospital bill. Don't we all wish we could dial hospital charges back to 1945????
From the cosmic-token.com
"Just checking in with everyone. I promise, later on this summer I will spend more time here on the Token and there will be much for me to report. Right now though I am concentrating on the REWRITE of " The Good-Bye Man".
I have finished my initial draft and now have handed it over to Jan for her fine touches. The same first draft copy is going out to a select group for their opinion and input this next week.
If you have any interest in being part of this "panel" please just PM me OK... I don't mean to slight anyone who has a real interest in the way that this process is unfolding. If you have the time to carefully read and the interest to put out your suggestions please join us. You don't have to worry about doing the detail proof reading....That will finally be done by someone in the publishers employ. What we are concerning ourselves with here are the answers to questions that the book might raise. Have we been clear enough, are the characters strong enough.... do you have any suggestions or thoughts about additional material which should be covered?
I realized with an enormous shock that I completely overlooked one large subject... my interaction with John Lear.... what he told me.... and my reaction to it..... if that hadn't happened this book would never have been written.... I am not sure why I overlooked that section of the story....
Jan says that after my Mom died that I sort of withdrew mentally and even now looking back on the months after her death is difficult for me. Perhaps thats just a natural fog which covers over the emotional pain that we all go through. Mom died exactly one year ( to the day) before my Brother Joseph died. It was sort of a double whammy for me.
WE sold the ranch where we had been living in Banning. George was given an oportunity to run some heavy machinery on a whole section of land located behind the Indian Reservation. That project gave me an opportunity to just sort of " disappear" from the kinds of things that were happening around my Dads work. In fact someone started a rumor that I had died... so effectively... no one was even looking for me at the time and I preferred it that way. WE had our horses and Catalina Island dogs.....(pups that we had raised during our years there... not the Yorkies that I now raise.) These were big trail dogs... their mom came from Tahiti and was a breed that they call a " Tahitian Boar Hound". She was SOMETHING on the trails of Catalina... could run down a wild pig in a flash....anyway... she and a couple of her sons accompanied us on some wonderful rides up in the mountains with our Indian companions. I felt exceptionally safe there because the only way that you could reach us was to go through the Reservation at Cabazon. We didn't have a phone, had our own generator and water supply. It was remote and wonderful...
Until someone told me that a man named John Lear was saying that my Dad was responsible for allowing " aliens" into our dimension and that the world was doomed because of it.
What would you do if you had heard that being said about YOUR father?
I called John and we had a long conversation. His advice to me was that I should just " cover your head with a blanket" because " Its all over but the whimpering"
Well, obviously.... I didn't take his advice.
I find it interesting now though that years later I seem to be " up against" John Lears " Group"
Now here are the questions!Ishe just a guest there? And if that is the case then.... who is steering the ship and creating the topics of conversation there and exactly how much does John actually have to do with things there?
And if he doesn't have much control over there... what does that mean?
And why have they "swung their deck guns in my direction?" to use a naval term. Why bother with following this discrediting plan... How ridiculous has it been... to question my very right to say that I am the daughter of Townsend Brown. Why was it so important that my voice be muted?
I contacted him when I first joined the Pegasus Forum.. He claimed that he had no memory of that phone call but somehow Zorgon knew all about the fact that I had talked to John years before. Now thats interesting, isn't it? John says that his health and issues around it have fogged his memory severely. I can appreciate that but is that all that is happening there?
As soon as I am finished with this section of the book I am turning my attention to future topics.... and I am going to tell you right now that I am going face to face with many of the people involved on the Pegasus Forum. They may not know it at the time... but we will be coming face to face in many instances.
One of the funniest things is that Zorgons crew decided I think to discredit this person (me) by attacking the very idea that I was actually Townsend Browns daughter. I was supposed to PROVE who I was. Can anyone appreciate how irritating that was for me?
But just as a magic cosmic haha... something was just brought to my attention today.....
It came to the surface in my files today and I actually had to laugh out loud when I saw it.... its a receipt from the Santa Ana Community Hospital.... and its the hospital charge for my delivery!!!! hahahaha..... You are not going to believe what the charges were!!!!!
My Mother was in the hospital for nine days ( At SEVEN DOLLARS A DAY!!!!!)
The obstetrics charge was THIRTY DOLLARS
THE TOTAL BILL FOR MY BIRTH AND NINE DAYS IN THE HOSPITAL WAS NINETY THREE DOLLARS
I love it.
So here is a little snide remark from me to the person who SAYS she is Zorgons daughter. Prove it. Tell me how much YOU cost your parents and have the paperwork to back yourself up!!!!! hahahah..... Linda"
Linda Brown