Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
As a teacher I often give assignments that come in the form of reflections about what was learned, read, experienced in class. I guess this is my homework for an end of the year post. I also think that these questions, after thoughtful moments, open paths to what is to come and what is desired... Continue Reading →
I recently got my hair done. It was time to hide the grey---again. When Holly was finished I absolutely loved the color and the cut. "Holly, you make me look better! I mean I'm a nice looking lady but you definitely polish me. Thank you! You're my stylist editor." I laughed at the spontaneous idea... Continue Reading →
David and I had our first market after roughly two years (thanks Covid-19) last night and it was quite successful. We didn't know what to expect. We didn't know if we still had what it took to pitch and snag those walking by into engaging with us. It is, after all, a bit of a... Continue Reading →
Teaching has its ups and downs and sometimes the bounce between presenting, demonstrating, teaching and evaluating is intense. Yesterday was a long day and a good portion of it was spent in front of the computer. It was a giddy-up kind of day. Dave and I typically meet on Wednesdays but I was just too... Continue Reading →
I used to fight the idea of autumn all the way but what good is that? Resisting it is problematic to no one but myself. I realized that going into this season kicking and screaming does no good at all to me or my heart so in true miracle fashion (thank you Marianne Williamson) I've... Continue Reading →
Dave handed me a book called Show Your Work by Austin Kleon. It's about sharing your work and creativity. And that made sense since we have a co-authorship. The name Austin Kleon and title of the book rang a bell. After a little pondering I realized Kleon was not new to me. I had also... Continue Reading →
When I first started writing I wondered when I would call myself an author, officially. I'm completely serious. I wondered if I would wake up one day and say "Ta-da-I'm a writer." It didn't happen like that. According to a friend during a lazy morning conversation, the thing that makes one a professional writer is... 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 →
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 →
Angie Counios 