When the fabulous Jennifer Hart (aka @bookclubgirl) invited me to contribute a post to her Holiday Open House at her blog, of course I said yes! I’m thrilled to announce that my post now live over at Book Club Girl, alongside loads of other author’s memories of [...]
read on... →Not long ago I received an auto-generated email from Amazon saying,
Are you looking for something in our Mystery & Thriller Books department? If so, you might be interested in these items.
The first item shown was a book called, The Birthing House by Christopher [...]
read on... →It’s official…I’m a “Gleek.”
I absolutely adore Fox’s new series Glee.
I sing along. I cheer for the music geeks. I hiss at the Cheerios. My heart breaks every time Rachel gets drenched in the face with yet another neon-coloured big gulp. I feel her pain…I really do.
“Glee [...]
read on... →So, it’s seven days into September and this one’s been lovely and good so far. And that’s important – because I’ve had at least a couple of Septembers that have left me wrecked. One in the late 90′s that ended in a personal upheaval of the heart and of [...]
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This is what my artistic wonder of a husband gave me for my birthday this year!
It’s a sheet of copper (about 8X10) that he turned into an amazing piece of art. First, he created the image on his computer – using a 19th century map of NYC, the [...]
read on... →My desk. My tangled bank.
When I was small, I loved to visit my great aunt who lived in South Bend, Indiana. The Bader Avenue house was designed and built for her by her husband. It boasted many nooks and crannies that I adored – a [...]
read on... →Ever spot someone who has his/her head in a book? Ever let curiosity get the best of you and sidle close enough to note the title, or even grab a look-see at the text on the page?
A bookstore friend of mine has long made a habit of this kind [...]
read on... →Every once in a while I feel compelled to make a little window into my writing world. Here’s a look at my yesterday. It includes an excerpt and an image from my writing journal.
April 7, 2009
Rain, damp.
Lovely sepia fountain pen ink arrived today. beautiful.
There’s something kind and wise in the way [...]
Through a string of serendipitous tweets on Twitter, I recently found myself honoured to have my latest book club adventure featured at Book Club Girl’s blog! You can read all about my first ever Skype-book club -slumber party at Book Club [...]
read on... →Over the weekend I watched a CTV documentary called “Lost Adventures of Childhood.” It featured interviews with writers and thinkers such as Carl Honore (author of Under Pressure: Rescuing our Children from the Culture of Hyper Parenting) and Hara Estroff Marano (Editor in Chief of Psychology Today and [...]
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When I was a child I loved finding things…a jar of my grandmother's old buttons, a cigar box filled with boy scout badges and river stones, a flouncy party dress pushed to the back of my mother's closet - circa 1955. With every relic I discovered, there came a story. Real or imagined, the tales that surrounded each object were magic, making the 'thing' more immediate, something more than it was before I'd found it.
Fact or fiction, fantastic, joyful or sad, stories make us more than we were before we found them. Welcome to my shoebox of buttons, sealing wax and scribblings.
- posted on 16/05/2012 23:03:49
