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The Author Days of August
August has a feel of it's own. Summer is still present but Autumn waits in the wings. I used to feel the tug of September because I was returning to school, preparing to re-enter my busy teaching routine and thinking of getting my classroom ready. Then as a full time author writing ten months a year and taking the summers off I would be gearing up to get back to my office. The last few years have changed that schedule a bit as we no longer bring our granddaughters home from Alberta for the summer or maintain a huge garden. I wrote in July but have pretty much taken August off . I spent time reading some of my previously published books as I wait for the final stretch before Such a Winter's Day goes off to the printer. I go to the farmer's market every Saturday offering up my work for...
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Winter Worry
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
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...
When the Tree Comes Down
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...
In The Afterglow
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....
A Cup of Kindness Yet
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...
So This Is Christmas
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...