I need some peace!

It appears that time is my enemy. I work from home, and I have so much more to do than I can ever finish in one day.

For example, this week I spent a “few” hours at Kingman Hospital trying to get my heart rate down to 60 beats per minute. It’s doing well now, but I have a dozen things to accomplish. This is one of those things!

A few years ago, my daughter asked me this question! “Mom, why don’t you write a story about my imaginary playmates?”

I, of course, said, “Okay, tell me about them.”

“Well, I had three, and their names were Ning, Dog, and Boss!”

“Okay, what were they?”

“I don’t remember!”

“Okay! So I created animals to match the names. And I wrote a short story about the adventures she had with them, called “Sleep Travelers, the Story of Ning, Dog, and Boss. I self-published them, and my daughter became “Little Dawnie” in the books.

It was my pleasure and honor to see her childhood adventures come to life, and as I wrote them, I quietly sailed along with them, enjoying their fun. They could never be injured, and if they ever were in a situation where they could be, they would wake up in their beds. They could talk to the animals, who would tell them what life was like behind bars, and they could leave their confines and join the adventures.

Here is the exciting part! A literary agent contacted me and agreed to represent me in introducing “Sleep Travelers” to movie studios. Two Studios contacted her with offers to make an animated movie of my book. This was thrilling.

I received a contract stating that I had to find, at my own expense, a Screenwriter and a Screen adaptation for them to produce “their” movie, and it had to have WBA approval. I said that I was not willing to finance the movie without the Movie company obtaining my “rights” to use my books.

They waved large sums of money at me if I let them use the rights, but they wouldn’t pay a dime up front for my “rights.” Further, it appears my Agent is either unavailable to negotiate for me or not interested. Because I got another call the first thing this morning wanting me to sign the 5 long pages of the contract. I said, I am sorry; you will have to contact my agent. I am busy right now, but you have a nice day. Goodbye.”

I understand that they want to get on with making this movie; I am not inclined to “give away” my work without compensation.

What do you think? I value your opinion and welcome your advice. Thank you, and I look forward to hearing from you.

Visit my website, http://www.brendacolbathbooks.com, to see synopses of the book series.

Published by Time Traveler of Life

Biography Creating worlds, characters, and wielding power like a madwoman, making my characters happy, sad, angry, and some of them with no redeeming qualities. I probably shouldn’t admit this, but I sometimes laugh out loud when I am writing a scene, and I have been known to cry when one of my favorites has to die. I am a left-handed Gemini, what do you expect? Reading bedtime stories to my two children until they fell asleep or until they just told me to go away, was fun. Making up wild stories for my grandchild, and creating Halloween costumes from Cowboys to a Dragon, was another favorite thing to do. I missed that so much when they were grown, that I started writing. My yearly newsletters frequently were drafted third-person by my Love Birds, Miranda our motorhome, and by Sir Fit the White Knight, our faithful Honda. Throughout the years, some of my creative talents centered around writing letters of complaint expressing my displeasure with services or products. One crucial, at least to my Son, was a note to our local school bus driver petitioning her to allow him back on the bus. He was kicked off for making an obscene gesture at his buddy. I reminded her that it was not directed at her, and that “obscenity can be in the eye of the beholder,” kids use that gesture as a greeting. He rode the bus until he graduated. I loved driving my English teacher crazy. Leaving a “continued next week” at the end of my five handwritten pages required each week. He was one of many people that suggested I “do something about my writing.” I graduated from the School of Hard Knocks at the top of my class. After 30 years, in the trenches as a Real Estate Professional, I have found that truth is stranger than fiction. My books are filled with characters I met in that profession. Their names were changed to protect the guilty. Others were from people we met traveling around the country in Miranda, our Motorhome. I am married nearly 60 years to the love of my life, Shirl, and partner-produced two exceptionally talented children, and one grandchild who is our pride and joy.

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