Ever since il Fornello first opened its doors on Bloor Street at Bathurst in Toronto I have loved it. I have loved its wood-fired ovens that produce a pizza crust to bring tears to the most calloused palate. I have loved its decor and music, its wine and aqua...
Just a little blip. The wondrous retreat I’ve been organizing for the past two years has been shifted by a day. Last year I discovered that Air Transat offers a great deal – remarkably better deal than ANY other airline. But they only fly once a week to...
Yesterday I attended Robyn Read’s Publishing in Canada day-long workshop. She is the acquiring editor for Freehand Books in Calgary, a boutique press that has published the likes of Marina Endicott and Kristen den Hartog. Robyn It was a wonderful day filled with...
One hears the anecdotes about famous authors who had been rejected twenty-seven times before being accepted by one daring publisher, only to have their work become a classic, or sell a zillion copies. But after a piece has seen rejection a couple of times, the patina...
> Maybe it isn’t such a good idea to take a writing holiday, or I should say a holiday from writing. I have begun to feel as if my novel is complete, that the work is done, and my characters are off on their not-so-merry ways living their own lives without my...
>As I wait for my manuscript to come home from school, I have been holding up pieces of it to the window and to the mirror. I watch light sparking off its facets as it turns in my hand. Some of the sparks have caught fire. Here are some of the secondary characters...
