As I prepare for a trip west next week for a friend’s wedding, many memories flood back. She and I have been friends for nearly forty years. We have lived together in London Ontario, Paris France, and Winlaw British Columbia. She is marrying the right man this...
This past weekend I had the pleasure to witness the fruits of my labour actually dance. What a pleasure and a delight. Wiping the motherly tears from my eyes, I watched with swelling bosom as he circled the arena at the annual pow wow in Scugog. In scorching heat, he...
In the past two weeks, two of my writing colleagues have had their full manuscripts requested, and one other has just placed third in Ten Stories High short story competition. I was just reading an article on the seven deadly sins that writers make, and one of them...
It is day four at Maryholme Retreat Centre on Lake Simcoe and I have just completed another full edit of my novel, Weather Vane. I have been hearing the voices that say bad words in my head again. I heard them and I kept walking over the lawns with my clipboard and my...
Writing does writing, I’ve heard it said. And, if you want to be a writer, you have to write. You learn to write by writing, and so on. It’s a fact, as one of the characters in my friend Nora’s work would say. You can sit in classrooms and workshops and learn about...
