Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
It's time to talk about hockey. After the Four Nations Tournament, Canada, Finland, Sweden, and the United States showcased the best that hockey has to offer. Most tournaments matter. But this particular tournament mattered A. LOT. Like, a lot---a lot. I've never gotten political on my blog, and I will avoid it this time; however,... Continue Reading →
In the washroom at school, over soapy hands, a colleague asked if I had any exciting plans for winter break—traveling anywhere, doing anything thrilling. "No. Nothing exciting. No. Not going anywhere." I watched the temperatures drop. Drop. Drop. And with them, my enthusiasm for anything beyond crawling into a warm, cozy cave with a hot... Continue Reading →
Near semester end a student told me she had an appointment and had to leave early. That was no problem. Later that afternoon she sent an email apologizing for mixing up the days. The next day in class she apologized again but was quite vague about where she had gone. Her lack of information made... Continue Reading →
How I feel about NYE I am a superstitious person---especially about New Year's Eve. I have blogged about the idea of collective consciousness and believe that this day's energy sets a tone for the rest of the year. Also, I believe in rituals and I do a few meaningful rituals at this time to say... Continue Reading →
The Bar Willow offers a unique dining experience a few times a year. It's called Dining in the Dark. You may have heard of it. If you haven't it's exactly what the title says. You eat in the D A R K. Like I-can't-see my-hand-in-front-of-my-face dark. Cool? Yeah, man. Totally. Arriving I made a reservation.... Continue Reading →
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 →
Sometimes when I get home after work I find it hard to leave again---especially when it gets dark earlier (this time of year) and chillier (also this time of year). However the other night I stood on my little balcony and looked towards the east. The glow of downtown seemed brighter than normal? I took... Continue Reading →
I didn't even know the Whistler Independent Book Awards existed until I began writing. If you're curious check out their page here. I am now very familiar with this book award because I am a writer and I have gone the path of partnership publishing. My trusty publisher Heather Nickel of YNWP sent My List,... Continue Reading →
Since not everyone was able to be in the room to hear the words of this valedictorian that I posted about here I reached out to someone who knew Ryder and his mom and asked permission to post his speech. Permission was granted. Below is the valedictorian speech given by Ryder Wesson. I posted about... Continue Reading →
Sunday night I drove back from the lake with my window down. I don't often do this. It's noisy. I can't hear the radio. My hair blows around. It's annoying. But, for whatever reason, as I drove through the quiet village streets of the lake towards the highway I didn't roll up my window---and I... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 