New-York

New York

There is no doubt that New York is an exciting city. I''ve never seen so many people! But it''s just not the same as dear, gentle PEI with its rolling hills and wooded haunts. Cold, hard concrete is hard on the soul. And it''s all gray. No speck of colour here! There is no Lake of Shining Waters in which to find my reflection, although there are plenty of windows. I often find myself staring in those large, cold city windows when I''ve nothing to do but wait. The endless waiting of trying to get a publisher interested in my work. For the first time in many years, I''m catching glimpses of my old bosom friend, Katie, who I used to talk to when I lived with Mrs. Hammond, way back before Green Gables.

Although there is a lot going on here, I realize that I was right when I told Aunt Josephine that I prefer the country to the city. Gil and I have settled down in our respective cheerless apartments, close by one another.Gil is so busy at the hospital. Such an important position -- I''m glad. I have finally found a job with a publishing company as a junior editor. I met Jack Garrison, the company''s most important author, who has written countless adventure novels. He''s even offered to help me with my own manuscript, which I intend to convince the Head of this company to publish. Garrison is convinced he can help me by acting as my editor.

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