Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
The Christmas season is upon us. I attended Light Up the Village an event which is a festive way for local businesses to kick off the gift-giving vibes of this time of year. The evening was a perfect winter night of cool yet comfortable air, snow piled up everywhere, and a quietness that accompanied me.... Continue Reading →
Dear Friends: It's time for my Christmas letter, this time reflecting on the season with just a few days left in the month. The sun is slowing cresting on the horizon with our late mornings in this northern land, glowing a gold color into the house making my Christmas decorations slightly more magical (if it's... Continue Reading →
November and December were full. Full. Full. Full stop. You can probably tell by my lack of posts and presence on here. Birthdays and book launches November was busy. I celebrated my 55th birthday and launched my new book My List, My Rules. My learning curve grew once again as this book was a solo... Continue Reading →
Iceland has the right idea. There is a list of reasons to give books as gifts. My List, My Rules: The Year A Checklist Changed My Life is the most recent book I have written. I'm extremely proud of all the books on my author roster but this one is special. It's about the year... Continue Reading →
To Whom it May Concern, Counios and Gane attended the Argyle North Community Winter Market. I was taken back to the neighborhood where I spent most of my childhood and teen years. My writing partner and I took the opportunity to be present in a neighborhood we don't typically attend for book events. How the... Continue Reading →
Dear friends: On the last day of school before the break, I stepped out of the Art 10 class for just a couple of moments. When I returned there was a whole other class in the room in addition to the junior artists. The guitar class popped in. The kids squished in between desks with... Continue Reading →
Routines. Traditions. Exercises. Commitment. These sweet concepts ground me---even the thought of them. They don't scare me or worry me about impending boredom. These words make me feel comfort. They have no bearing on my spontaneity. And I think I live a little better keeping them in mind. Below I have my second ever Christmas... Continue Reading →
A Christmas Letter to a Friend Dear friend: You left me with two very tangible moments around the whole Christmas experience. Over a decade ago you told me your father's opinion on Christmas, but you didn't just state a sentence. You told a story and you confessed that you were surprised with your father's reflections.... Continue Reading →
I remember so vividly, at my first teaching job I had befriended an educational assistant. That was about 24 years ago and I couldn't even tell you her name, what she looked like or what classroom she worked in with me. I can, however, tell you that she wrote one of those Christmas letters about... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 