Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
I had lunch with a friend who is permanently moving to Ottawa with her husband for a career opportunity, a move closer to family and simply a change because it's time. As she reflected on her thirteen years in Regina, she admitted there were challenges but even the challenges made the experience of living here... 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 →
I just finished reading The War of Art by Steven Pressfield and I had a couple of thoughts.First: "I'm doing alright based on what I read."Then: "Shit! I have a lot of work to do based on what I read." I do go to war regularly with Resistance for the sake of art. I often... 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 →
Today my friend came over for a visit. The visit started with a pot of tea and ended with a bottle of wine. We have a lot in common. We are both employed in the business of education. We have constantly have loads of adventures and both both enjoy words and writing. As she talked... Continue Reading →
I have a friend who uses the word awesome to describe almost anything that pleases him. Yes, it's simple (and a hyperbole) and maybe, in his case, it's a tiny bit overused. Yet, that simple word is also extremely expressive to him and there is a great deal of feeling in his delivery of 'awesome'.... Continue Reading →
I do this thing when I read. I take a pen, usually a colored one, and draw a loopy circle around a section that I love or that I want to find later. It stands out and it's easy to find. I do this because of Mrs. Hynd, who taught me in 1981. "Circle all... 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 →
Nothing good is easy.Shonda Rhimes, Year of Yes Reminder #1: the mountains Canada Day 2016, I wanted to get to the Ink Pots at Johnston Canyon. Despite my super relaxed photo below, it was a ton of work. I was sweaty, hot and tired. Why did I do it? Because it seems these journeys are... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 