Remember winter when it was fun. I love to snowshoe. I love watching the snow fall while sitting inside a warm house. I love watching my grandkids building snowmen ,sliding down hills or being forced to snowshoe. I love a winter cook-out in the woods. I...
No time to blog but yet here I am. I have edits to get to and I do love that stage. I get to have a close look at my own work through someone else's eyes. I love working with my editor and have worked with her on seven books before this one. I trust her and value her...
I hadn't planned on blogging today and perhaps it is a distraction or maybe even a way of facing a down day. Maybe I should write about 'when the tree goes up' first. Maybe my introspection has nothing to do with the actual tree but more a look at...
I am a writer! I am many other things as well and this entry may be about some of those things and it might be about Christmas. But to begin I want to stake my claim on being a writer because I want to get down to the business of writing as January approaches....
For years I have listened to the Harbour Lights show that took place every year at the city market. I always thought some day I'm going to get up early enough and go into the market for that show. Last year and again this year the show did not take place. And...
I saw a post the other day saying something to the effect that once the glue that kept Christmas together was gone Christmases are not the same. I considered that sentiment for awhile and responded with something about new glue and new Christmases. Thinking more...