(So, no news about the treasure hunt and its maybe finale. So many unanswered questions, doubts, reservations. A bit of a fizzle, not a bang ending.)
But as I said, I only started this website as an exercise, so that when I “became” an author I’d know how to do it. LOL The Treasure Hunt became a fun distraction, and I enjoyed being the photo and news and digressions editor of my own visual magazine for a few years. And now, too lazy or not ready to launch another website, this is the latest in my writing world.
By Abigail Thomas I’ve always been curious about why one chooses fiction for one story and nonfiction for another. For me it’s pretty simple—some stories need to be served straight up. That’s nonfiction. Others need more architecture, that’s fiction. It’s a decision best left to the gut. It has been a long time since I […]
Just sharing this author’s post because she’s wise.
And because a change has got to come to my site. There is no longer anything I find worthy of sharing in the ongoing saga of who found Fenn’s treasure, or where, or what did the clues in the poem mean…
I’ve been toying with switching over to a literary magazine format for quite awhile. In fact, I only started The Fenn Diagrams as an exercise to learn how to run a blog/website, an author’s website, to be more specific. And now, nine years on, (really?) it’s time to pull the plug. I held on thinking there would actually be some closure, certainly within a year of Forrest Fenn’s death. It hasn’t come. Sadly.
So the annual renewal is about to come due. I don’t know how soon I’ll flip this or how (cold turkey or melding or ???) But, if anyone wants to follow along, I think that the first story I post will be one that I shared with Forrest and he shared with Dal (and possibly Douglas Preston.) Both veterans approved. It was a story about a vet and had already been published in an online lit mag.
After that, maybe I’ll post the short story that won first place in the Minneapolis Writers Workshop Conference. But who knows?
Busy times here.
I’ve got to count all the bees in the hive here in the 100 acre wood.
Rumors and rumblings. So much mystery. So many theories.
Wyoming vs New Mexico?
Some searchers will gather this weekend in West Yellowstone. Maybe Amy will host something in Santa Fe next month. Maybe Forrest’s daughter will have something to share after the year of probate is over.
Some think Jack had help. Some think a group are keeping secrets. New books coming out. And just how many NDAs have been signed?
I’ve been taking a back seat for many reasons, but still: I’d love to know the solution to the clues in the poem and the hints in the books!!!
So, I’ll keep hanging around online in case there is news some day. And in the meantime, count my blessings in the gold I have in sunsets and prairie blossoms and the honey in the hives.
So, this is new. Dal has started a new blog and will share previously unpublished emails from Forrest Fenn regarding The Thrill of the Chase treasure hunt.
[Still no revelations on the solution or location of the found chest.]
Not everyone got the same thing. Door prizes. This was mine. Love it.
It’s going in the map chest Mr. W altered for me to store my arrowhead collection in.
I would love to have chosen the signed book, Seventeen Dollars a Square Inch, about artist/renaissance man Eric Sloane, but my number was called too late for that gem, or Copper Dan’s magnificent art pieces.
Much appreciation to those whose efforts made the event possible. I was looking for closure in the form of the true solution to the clues in the poem, but that’s not looking likely at this point.
All in all, what a great Finale. Rest in peace, Forrest Fenn.
He passed just a day after many of his searchers gathered in West Yellowstone for a Finale, since he announced in June that the treasure had been found. I’ll share photos of that later, but for now, just pausing to remember his legacy.
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I used to think that I had an answer to everything and wished that people would ask me the questions. Now, as I find myself aging, I know I don't have any answers and hope that people don't ask me any questions. .