We’ve all read the acknowledgement pages of author’s books which contain line after line of thank you recognitions to wives, husbands, or partners of various kinds for their undying support providing such things as working while they wrote so bills could get paid, cooking meals so they didn’t starve while they pounded out that last paragraph of the fiftieth rewrite just barely making deadline, yadda…Yadda…Yadda…

Some of us don’t have such support and must take care of all the hateful tasks of keeping their lives going while trying to squeeze a few hours out of their week to write.

That’s how it is for me. I’ve no magic kitchen, no elves to clean house, and no partner working or fat bank account taking care of every last owed bill.

Here, after a grueling week of working to help promote others, and helping a client try to meet an order deadline, as well as dealing with an unexpected attack of Adrenaline Fatigue Syndrome. I’ve been working hard all day long. First, King Campbell Super Semi Retired Seeing Eye Dog A.K.A. Bubba and I went on a walk which was almost a mile long. Early this morning, just after sunrise, I fed him, harnessed him up, grabbed my cane, phone, and housekeys, and ZOOM! Out the door we flew.

He sniffed a little and worked a little and before I knew what had happened, we’d walked halfway to the convenience store and back to our house, and what was really great about that walk was that Campbell worked all the way back. Every-time I’d offer to let him stop to take a breather and sniff, he kept right on pulling and so I finally gave up asking, kept hold of the harness handle, and before I knew it we were turning back in through the gate to our house.

He was wagging his tail for all it was worth, and you could more than tell he was proud as could be of himself, and rightfully so too. He’s bounced back quite nicely from his illnesses over the winter and while he’s slowed down lots, he’s doing way better than anyone, including me expected. So, despite all the other things I’ve got going on, I don’t begrudge him that time one bit.

Once I had us cooled off, I shared a banana with him, and hung out with him until he began to snore.

After I’d had some water and a bit more breakfast, and cleaned up the kitchen, which included putting a whole crap-load of dishes into the dishwasher, scrubbing the counters, sweeping the floor, and then taking care of the laundry on top of the dryer so it wouldn’t make the kitchen look so cluttered, it was time to get down to the real business of the day.

What was that? You ask.

Reworking the first nine chapters of my manuscript. Again.

As some of you know, I’m working on a memoir manuscript which is three short books in one. the first is to be a second edition of my first self-published book, Campbell’s Rambles: How a Seeing Eye Dog Retrieved My Life, which spans the time period starting in May of 2010 ending at the beginning of October 2011, and tells the story of my realization that I truly did need and desire a Guide Dog from The Seeing Eye Guide Dog school in Morristown N.J. what the experience of going through their training program was like for me as a multiple DisAbled woman, and how it forever changed my life, as well as my denial that I was living in an abusive relationship.

The second is to be called, The Raw Truth and will focus on the time-period beginning where the first book left off in October 2011 and going through the winter of 2015. The book will address topics concerning how things became so unraveled for me, how my then Fiancé Donnie became even more abusive, then was convicted of sexual exploitation of a miner and sentenced to ten-years in prison, how my mental illness became so very out of control and how I began the task of putting myself back together again while holding down a full-time job as Volunteer Coordinator of an area nonprofit who’s various functions included referring battered women to local safe houses. Then the third book, which will be called, Educating the Uneducated: Trials and Triumphs  of a Multiple Disabled Patient will focus on my becoming very ill, being admitted to first hospital, and then to a Nursing Therapy facility where Campbell my guide dog and I spent a month with me recovering from that illness and regaining my ability to handle and work my dog. This third book will focus on the challenges I faced as a multiple disAbled woman as a patient, and then will talk about the challenges I faced once returning home alone with no family support. It will span the time period beginning with 2016 and running through mid-summer of 2017.

Each book will be Approximately 200 to 230 pages long making the entire book which will have a brand-new title between 600 and 690 pages.

This is a huge undertaking and since I can’t devote every-waking hour to it like I’d like I’ve no idea when it will get finished.

Don’t get me wrong. I love my job, love helping to promote other’s work, and I totally enjoyed this morning’s walk with my Bubba Dog but there are times when I truly wish for a magic box out of which I could pull all I need to make my life run without any effort from me what so ever so I could just curl up in my favorite writing spot and write.

Reality is, however, what it is, and so I shall keep on finding time to write in between the obligations of my life.

Today I am pleased that I finally reworked to my satisfaction the first 31 pages of my manuscript. Oh, I could go faster, but I’m editing and doing rewrites as I go and though this takes longer in the beginning, it’s my belief that the result will be worth it.

Many have asked what sorts of changes they can expect in the second edition of my first book. I want to flip my hair over my shoulder and say with vailed eyes, “Oh, just wait and read the book.” But, instead, I’ll answer this way. There will be less telling and more showing, which has required me to write more dialog, and more action.

The next question many have asked has been…

Are you making it up with tiny snatches from memory, or do you have journal entries from that time in your life?

Truth is, I do have journals from the time just before I left to go to The Seeing Eye as well as during training. Though I’ve lost a lot over the years in computer crashes, and moves from one house to another, I’ve managed to keep hold of a few files and between those and things I’ve written and put onto the blog I’ve got some pretty awesome writing to work from.

Today, I’ve decided to share with you three short teasers from the new and improved, How a Seeing Eye Dog Retrieved My Life. Once you’ve read that, please keep on reading to learn how you can pick up copies of the first edition of that book, if you’ve not read it, and all my other published work as well.

Thanks for reading, and if you enjoy, please do give it a like and a share.

Thanks for dropping into campbellsworld and do drop back by soon.




“I think so, but what happened?” I demanded. “What did I do wrong?” Turning to face him I cried, a note of hysteria in my voice, “My God Drew, I could feel the heat off their engines. Campbell kept nudging me, but I didn’t understand. I could’ve gotten us killed!”




“A lecture? In the middle of the day? What fuckery is this?” I demanded dramatically.




“Remember,” Drew added, “we talked about praise being Campbell’s paycheck. Pay him well and he’ll never let you down.”

We started out with Campbell just targeting the door in my room; I had to learn to get in sync WITH HIM. “OK.” Lukas called. “Get ready, he’s on it.”

Click! “Dang it! Too late.” I grumped.

“OK.” Drew encouraged, “Try it again. You’ll get it. Now, 1…2…3…” Click!

“Yes!” I celebrated. “Great job! Bug!” I petted him all over and gave a piece of kibble.





Patty L. Fletcher lives in Kingsport Tennessee where she works full time as a Writer and Social Media Promotional Assistant.

She is the owner and creator of Tell-It-To-The-World Marketing, and is the published author of two books, Campbell’s Rambles: How a Seeing Eye Dog Retrieved My Life, and Bubba Tails From the Puppy Nursery At The Seeing Eye.

She can also be found in two anthologies which are, December Awethology Light

And A Treasure Chest of Children’s Tales

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    1. Thanks again for the reblog. As I stated, this is a real honor when someone shares another’s work on their own blog. It sends the statement that they felt the person’s work was worthy of their own personal space.
      Please forgive if these comments appear twice here. My internet is as usually being visited by gremlins. LOL.

  2. I admire your determination and courage. Blessid be!

    1. Thank you so much. I’m so glad you read. Glad you liked it. Just have to keep on keeping on. That’s all any of us can do. We all have struggles, but as I talked about in my podcast appearance with Annette our struggles are really adventures and they lead to great things if we allow them. I saw that you re-blog. And I am grateful for that as well. That’s a really nice complement when somebody shares a persons work onto their own blog.

    2. Well, I don’t do anything that anyone else couldn’t do.

      I simply try to make the best of what I have, and occasionally I pop off a bit but the other day while I was walking with Campbell, I noted the factory which is quite literally a stone’s throw from my house had pressure release vowels which allowed steam to puff out from time to time as well as smoke etc. and I realized if we don’t pop off occasionally that we’ll all self destruct, and so while I try to keep it middle of the road and be professional about my popping off, I know that we’re none of us perfect so I just try to do best I can and go on my way.

      Thanks for reading and have a great day.

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