Seeking editor

Seeking a woman editor. Able to come to a small lobster community, on a Maine Island, to untangle and sort fifty years of journals. Basically journals depicting a life lived in reckless disregard. Six miles out in the Atlantic. Life in the slow lane. Three hundred fifty full time residents. No restaurants. A General Store as big as a bus stop shelter. People either embrace this rock or flee on the next ferry. You must be ok with solitude and self amusing. I am a frustrated scribbler that lacks discipline. I want to pull out the good stories. And burn some others to not bring any shame on my wonderful daughters, in the future. What I can provide is a modest thousand a month. And I will find and fund a winter rental. Timothy