The Diary of Sarah Chandler - Introduction	
By KArma
A short history of how this story came to be written.


Several weeks ago, I had a telephone conversation with Spectator, owner of 
Spectator’s Lounge and Sports Emporium.  He and I have many things in 
common when it comes to stories of woman-to-woman competition, 
including a predilection for tests of strength between two women.  We spent 
some time comparing notes, giving and receiving advice as to where our 
respective story lines could go.  We talked for a while about writing a joint 
story (which may still happen), and in the course of this conversation 
Spectator told me about a story he had thought about writing.  This story had 
to do with two women, one black and the other white, travelling around the 
Old West.  Although they seemed "normal" from outward appearances, they 
spent the evenings engaging each other in various strength tests, such as 
arm-wrestling.  Spectator told me that he had never written any of these 
stories, but thought they were an interesting idea.

After much more discussion we ended our conversation, but his idea of the 
two women stayed with me.  What if, I thought, one of these women kept a 
diary in which she wrote down her life story?  If this diary were to be found 
today and published...  

This was the beginning of "The Diary of Sarah Chandler."  I wrote the first 
installment and sent it to Spectator.  He enjoyed it and put it on his home 
page.  Further e-mails from him and Emish encouraged me to write the next 
two portions, which are now on Diana’s board as well as Spectator’s.  I do 
wish to make it clear that the story originated with Spectator, but any errors 
or mistakes are mine.

I hope that this will be a long series, as Sarah and Queenie have much of the 
West to travel, and a myriad of characters, both real and fictional, that they 
could meet.  Perhaps a Sackett, or maybe they will stop at Spanish Peaks, 
where they may encounter Laramie Nelson, of "Raiders of Spanish Peaks" 
fame.  Imagine Sarah arm-wrestling Calamity Jane at a bar in Deadwood, 
South Dakota.  Or Queenie meeting a half-Spanish, half-Irish statuesque 
bordello owner in a brawl that leaves both women naked and horny.

After publication of the first installment a curious thing happened.  I started 
to receive e-mails from several of my "fellow travelers," all with ideas of 
their own regarding Sarah and Queenie.  Some had written their own stories, 
and some made suggestions.  Future installments of the Diary may very well 
include some of their ideas, and, perhaps, their very words.  I will try to give 
credit where credit is due, though most contributors have made it clear that 
they do not expect acknowledgement.  

As for everyone else out there - Any comments, suggestions, criticism or 
ideas for future story lines are most welcome.  Drop me an e-mail and let me 
know your thoughts.  As I said before, if I use your ideas, I will try to give 
you your just credit.

Who knows - maybe when this is all done (in a few years, God willing), this 
will be a story written by all of us for all of us.  Let me know what you 
think, please.

KArma

Karma_aw@yahoo.com