Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
I went west. Way west. And I loved it. Another post about travel. Tofino British Columbia While everyone I know was stuffing their faces with turkey, mashed potatoes, pumpkin pie and all the rest of the fixings of a great Thanksgiving meal I was on the west coast in British Columbia exploring a small bit... 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 →
Looking for the teacher I sent a message on a social media platform that didn't exist in 2000, to someone I didn't know for more that a couple of hours. I reached out to him because I wanted to use his words with permission. I remembered his name hoping it would land in the correct... Continue Reading →
Wanderlust is part of who I am. I carry it around like a tattoo permanently stuck to me. When I can't go anywhere I just go out onto a grid road, picnic it up, feet on dash, coffee in hand and carry on like I'm seeing that horizon for the first time. I watch the... 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 →
Dear House: I know you're gone now but I thought I would write you one last letter, just to get it all out. Make sure there is nothing left unsaid. The first and only other letter I wrote to you, was on the wall of my bedroom a few evenings before you were torn down.... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 