Is it just me, or has November been weird? And felt like six months instead of one? Doesn’t it seem like everyone you know is feeling down, overwhelmed, confused? Wrestling with choices about careers, and relationships, and their place in the world? Desperate for some kind of change, a fresh start? The photo above isContinue reading “The Sunny Hours”
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To the Moon and Back
It’s true what they say: time flies. Or more accurately, it speeds by like a rocket. Anyone else wondering where September went? Or for that matter, where the entire summer went? I sure am. Somehow I thought it would be the bonkers first half of the year that kept me off the grid. After all,Continue reading “To the Moon and Back”
Fun and Games
Amusement parks are all fun and games until you decide to try the tilt-a-whirl in your 40s. (Ask me how I know, haha.) Mere seconds in, I had to give the thumbs down signal to stop the ride and be let off — with the kids on board giving me the evil eye — thenContinue reading “Fun and Games”
Happy Trails Are Here and There
Planes, trains, automobiles, and more have been the name of the game lately. The month began with this view of the local cycling path, and ended with a conference in the Deep South of the United States. After 22 hours of travel, I finally arrived back home from a week-long work trip to Columbus, Georgia.Continue reading “Happy Trails Are Here and There”
Woman with Still Life
This is a glimpse at some of my writing study decor, including a new-to-me painting (upper left) that I spotted at a thrift store on a weekend at the end of March. It’s not a print — it’s an actual painting on canvas. Although done in 1999 by a mystery artist, it’s actually a copyContinue reading “Woman with Still Life”
Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary
How does my garden grow? Victoria in spring (we start earlier here) is just 👌. Not all of Canada is under snow right now! I went for a walk early this month and accidentally stepped into an impressionist painting! Still, the rain that brings all of those flowers can get to you. Make you aContinue reading “Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary”
It’s Here!
No, this isn’t the March newsletter. And no, I don’t usually send out anything extra during the month. But I’m making a rare exception because ebook pre-orders opened today for Provenance Unknown until March 17, just before the live release date on March 18. (More fun stuff to come in the actual March update, IContinue reading “It’s Here!”
Extra! Extra!
My rating for 2025 so far? One out of five stars. Mainly because this year has, to date, meant I’ve been under the weather off and on since just before the calendar changed. I’m talking cough, cold, headaches, and unrelenting fatigue. Which isn’t conducive to writing. And which means this post is shorter than usual.Continue reading “Extra! Extra!”
Wish Upon A Star
It’s funny (or not?) how quickly life can swing between dark and light, depression and elation, stress and relaxation, failure and success. Many of us ride this rollercoaster — November/December has certainly been a ride for me. But the holidays are difficult for many people, and feelings of loneliness, or confusion, or being unloved, aren’tContinue reading “Wish Upon A Star”
The Masks We Wear
I’ve written before about the volunteer work I do with the Superheroes of Victoria, and how when I put on one of the costumes, I feel transformed. I am transformed. And I think most of my fellow volunteers feel the same way. But a good friend once told me that the mask doesn’t hide whoContinue reading “The Masks We Wear”
Time Travels On
Summer’s over, but I’m having trouble letting it go. I’m still wearing dresses, and a fun pair of Keds (the right foot shoe features a bright pink flamingo) as long as the weather allows. This year, summer also meant the start of my new phase of solo adventures — finding my way out of aContinue reading “Time Travels On”
The Art of Doing Nothing
Not working on books for a while is scarily, seductively addictive. Wait, did I say that in the last post? If I did, I blame it on my sun-muddled brain. As I write this, I’m on a trip/vacation home to Osoyoos, in British Columbia’s Okanagan Valley — our own Napa of the North. And thankfully,Continue reading “The Art of Doing Nothing”
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