MY APOLOGIES
I want to apologize to everyone who has written me in these
past few months and whom I haven't answered yet. I also want to
apologize for the slow rate of updates here at the website and
to anyone else that I have slighted.
Matters have not been going well for me this past year.
Someone that I once considered a very dear friend betrayed a
long-time trust and has left me close to financial ruin and
physical exhaustion while trying to cope with restoring the
property that she completely destroyed instead of buying, as she
had agreed to do. Perhaps some day I will feel equal to the task
of telling that story in full, but for now I shall simply say
this: If you have a copy of The
Hunter's Tale, I strongly suggest that you take a black
marker and blot out the first line of the dedication, leaving
the book dedicated simlpy to the grand wolfhound Brighton.
In the meantime, I continue to be burdened with the emotional
wound of the betrayal and the seemingly never-ending investment
of time and energy necessary to repair the unimaginable physical
and financial damage. Almost inevitably, my proper work of
writing and everything else in my life has suffered, too, during
this time. And I wanted to let you know that, if you haven't
heard from me, it's not from willful neglect but simply because
I'm rapidly losing ground on every front. You are in good
company, perhaps, for I fear that both Dame Frevisse and Master
Joliffe have been neglected as well.
I hope that this personal ordeal will soon be over so that I
can once again turn my attention to the things that truly matter
-- my friends and my writing. But until that happens, I hope
that all of you can accept my apologies.
(And if you know anyone who might want to buy a house on ten
beautifully-wooded acres just north of Becker, MN, please let me
know! I loved it dearly when I lived there. It was once an
elegant home, and it will be again.)
- Margaret
