Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
Maybe a decade in review... My slow dial to right now It's already February. January flew by. Last year flew by. Awe, hell! The last decade has flown by---sort of. I was going to do a year in review for 2022. I pondered the twelve months and the events that took place. I wrote briefly... Continue Reading →
I struggle with the exactness of numbers---that there is no room for error. Grey areas are few in the world of numbers but sometimes numbers remind me that they are a wonderful tool for measuring moments. The stats It was just one evening. Two friends, closing the gap on 3596 kilometers (or 38 hours) if... Continue Reading →
I don't do New Year's resolutions. They feel too bossy. I do set intentions and I do this through words, thoughts, and feelings. Do I believe that the intentions I set will come true? Yes. I do. Is that silly? Not for me. I feel like at the turning of the calendar a large majority... 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 →
In 2012 I went on an interprovincial adventure with some pretty fabulous women. We stayed at a bed-and-breakfast where we slept in glammed-up sheep wagons. We toured the local terrain, a vineyard, a forest and a desert. Not to be done in by nightfall we went to a dark sky preserve in Cypress Hills Interprovincial... Continue Reading →
What kind of story would Munish tell? After the production of #34, at Regina's Globe Theatre, I stayed for the opening night party. I chatted with Munish, congratulating him on his success as the playwright and performer. He told me that when he started developing the idea for this story he was prompted by the... Continue Reading →
A couple of years ago I started an annual post around my birthday where I created a list with the number of items coinciding with my age. I intend to live a long time so I may need to rethink this concept in the future. For now, with a little thinking, I'm managing. Check out... Continue Reading →
A walk. An errand. A sunset. Drag queens. A street party. Live music. New friends. Old friends. Chilean Independence Day. An engagement celebration. Gourmet pizza. Cocktails. A regular night in my neighborhood. It was one of those days where I had stayed in my house for too much of the day. It was time to... Continue Reading →
I'm sitting at my table listening to Ted Talks--- Like I used to years ago in my attic apartment of the old house I owned. I was parallel with the trees in the sloped top of the old character home. I lived in the romance of my cute little place. That was a truth. I... Continue Reading →
Wednesday morning I woke up to a post on Twitter. It said: Congratulations to the 2022 Moonbeam Book Award finalists and winners--including a few from YNWP: Counios & Gane for Shepherd's Call (Gold Medal) Angie Counios, Author https://www.couniosandgane.com/ Alberta-Rose Bear, Kathleen O'Reilly and Lindsey Bear for nimosôm anima--nimihšōmihš ta-minciwēnciman: Grandfather's Reminder (Silver Medal) and Alison... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 