I’m trying to settle into the routine back home but we’re not quite there yet. Gerry’s been under the weather since just after I left for Kamloops so life’s running at a slower pace than usual. It’s kind of nice. Still, I’m hoping for a return to good health and semi-normal routines next week. I…
On My Way Home
I’m sitting in the Vancouver, B.C. airport—YVR—waiting for my next flight that will take me home to Saskatchewan. I’ve just enjoyed an overpriced sandwich and am sipping on a Starbucks. It’s almost like the old days. Young people are carrying on business on laptops and cell phones. I’m catching snippets of phrases that were once…
What a Difference a Day Makes
Yesterday, as I was driving home from an early morning appointment, I noticed most of the snow that fell a couple of weeks ago was gone. This morning we woke to white and, as of 2:30 p.m. when I’m writing this, it hasn’t stopped. What a difference a day makes. I’ve given myself the gift…
The Writing Life
I was in my twenties the first time I got paid for my writing. I had submitted a poem (or poems?) somewhere and it (or they) were accepted for publication. I don’t remember what I submitted or who accepted them. What I do remember is receiving a cheque in the mail and using it to…
Special Guest – Lisa May Bennett – Holding Back the Tears
I like to support women writers and occasionally invite one to be a guest in this space. Today, I’m pleased to introduce Lisa May Bennett, author of My Unfurling: Emerging From the Grip of Anxiety, Self-Doubt, and Drinking. Alcohol abuse is a subject I’m all too familiar with. For much of my life, I lived in…