Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
I have a friend who uses the word awesome to describe almost anything that pleases him. Yes, it's simple (and a hyperbole) and maybe, in his case, it's a tiny bit overused. Yet, that simple word is also extremely expressive to him and there is a great deal of feeling in his delivery of 'awesome'.... Continue Reading →
I have really been enjoying going through old posts from a former blog with Counios and Gane. I see evolution in myself and what's important---like somethings I thought mattered don't. And I've seen some consistencies as well---other things mattered a few years ago still do. We've been grounded a little longer because of Covid-19 and... Continue Reading →
This post always makes me giggle. I spent many years before the world wide web was a thing writing letters---on paper---to people. And this silly and playful post is a bit of a call back to those days---sort of. David wrote me a series of letters on how his summer was going. I replied from... Continue Reading →
The post following this is a humorous version of the same events. The first part of this post was written on the airplane with the intention of finishing it at the end of summer when my travels were done and comparing the front end of my trip to the tail end to see how traveling... Continue Reading →
Long trips and options A few years ago I landed in Calgary from Greece. I had left my car in long term parking. Like a big girl, I took the shuttle to the parking lot, paid the car-sitting fee, greeted my little beast and pulled away. I had a seven hour drive in front of... Continue Reading →
This is George. He was our first international young adult reader when this post was originally published. There may be more now but I haven't, yet, had the opportunity to meet any others. If there are others I would love to meet or hear from you. In 2017, George was a Grade 9 boy in... Continue Reading →
A lot of girls dream of the glamour of being a cover girl. The thought never crossed my mind---ever. The closest I have come was when Teri Hofford, a brilliant photographer, took some glam photos of me. These photos, for the record, made me very nervous and uncomfortable. This had nothing to do with Teri... Continue Reading →
I do this thing when I read. I take a pen, usually a colored one, and draw a loopy circle around a section that I love or that I want to find later. It stands out and it's easy to find. I do this because of Mrs. Hynd, who taught me in 1981. "Circle all... Continue Reading →
As I go through the blogs of yore I find stories that I'm glad I wrote. They dial me into the moment like a tuner on a radio, giving me clarity to memories I thought I left behind. Below is one of those memories. What was going on On Saturday Dave and I were in... Continue Reading →
I hate to sound like a cliché but I served tables while in art school. Between customers I would work on my art history class at the staff table. I would leave my notebook open while I worked. The regulars, who were on a first name basis, would sometimes sit at the staff table. If... Continue Reading →
