Turns out, when you’re between books, the writing break is scarily addictive. Sometimes that’s exactly what you need. To get out into the fresh air and sunshine and, you know, live. Because how else are you going to recharge those writing batteries? Besides, I’ve decided I need to get out more. Or to just getContinue reading “Follow the Music”
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Swirling
Don’t you love it when a plan comes together? And by plan, I mean a series of beautiful, random events you may or may not have ever imagined. Or if you did, considered highly unlikely. Events like a once-in-a-lifetime viewing of aurora borealis in your little corner of the world, a place you’d never expectContinue reading “Swirling”
It’s a Spring Thing
I bought the S.S. Getaway (my kayak) late in the season last year and was only able to take it out twice before the weather turned, so I’ve been itching to get out on the water again. The weather app on my phone was getting a daily workout as I checked the forecast way moreContinue reading “It’s a Spring Thing”
Looking for Love
During this month of love, I’ve really just been trying to stay afloat. I can say writing is my life, but then life happens and other things take priority. Family, health challenges, new phases. Shifts and reorganization — both in mental and physical spaces. I knew February would be intense, but I had no ideaContinue reading “Looking for Love”
Just Like Starting Over
Some of you might recognize the above photo from my book contract announcement last month. It’s become one of my favourite shots — I’m still thinking of framing it, but haven’t gotten around to it yet. In the next few weeks, though, I’ll be creating a new writing space for myself, so that might beContinue reading “Just Like Starting Over”
Light
These days, it’s still quite dark when I leave the house in the morning. I hate it. I hate the weird time that can’t decide what it is. Dusk or dawn? Day? Night? Who knows! (My body and brain certainly don’t.) Despite the wildfires in August, I miss summer. I always miss it, but theContinue reading “Light”
Transitions
There’s life before you’re a published author, and life afterwards. I was worried that once the excitement of the Provenance Unknown launch had died down, I wouldn’t know what to do with myself. It’s partially true. With my second book, A Year of Summer, still with my test readers, I suddenly have time on myContinue reading “Transitions”
Hit the Ground Running.
Start off with a bang. All the cliches for the New Year. It’s not what I was expecting at all. You know that feeling, when things are shifting around you, and you’re being pushed in a specific direction? Deep down it’s right—what you were meant to do. What you’ve always wanted. And it’s close, soContinue reading “Hit the Ground Running.”
Around the World, the City, the Year
Osoyoos Homecoming Not gonna lie: I’m extra proud of my latest writing credit! My first piece of travel writing, an essay on my hometown of Osoyoos, British Columbia, is out now. In fact, it’s a feature in Issue 6 of Rivanna Review, a journal out of Charlottesville, Virginia. It’s a paid publication and the contentContinue reading “Around the World, the City, the Year”
Tragedy’s Heir
I’m the Shell,The Dark’ning Shell!My smoke-clouds shroud Dominions where my red rainnever fell:Far beyond the seven seas,On the mountain and the plain,Hearts are shrunken to the lees,Souls are withered for the slain.I am the Shell!My dread reverberations echo over hill and dell,Where the grey-haired Mother sits,Fearful that the sock she knits,Will never reach the boyContinue reading “Tragedy’s Heir”
Victory for Victoria: 100 Years After the Peace Parade
I wrote this speech in 2018 for the Coursera course Speaking to Inspire: Ceremonial and Motivational Speeches. July 2019 marked the 100th anniversary of the Peace Parade in Victoria following WWI. I was hoping to have the opportunity to see this speech delivered, either by me or someone else, but unfortunately there were no commemorativeContinue reading “Victory for Victoria: 100 Years After the Peace Parade”
Sonia Nicholson 