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I don't know about the rest of y'all, but I am just about at the point of torching my email box. I'm frantically unsubscribing from every site I ever agreed to and heading for cyberdarkness. Don't call me, I'll call you... I mean, HONESTLY. Every day for the past two weeks, my inbox has been…

‘Otto goes beep-bup’, or the merry, noisy, brain vibrating trip of an MRI


https://www.amazon.com/Go-Otto-Adventures/dp/1481467239/ref=nodl_ When my middle son was learning to read, he consumed book after book after book. Soon, we ran out of easy to access chapter books that were interesting and yet not too 'mature' in subject for his racing mind. Enter the astonishing Annapolis Royal Library librarian. She provided BOXES of books for my guy!…

Panic-o-Wri-mo!


How did it get to be November 28????? I'm still so far behind...plus this editing approach isn't good for accumulating words... If I seem to be babbling for the next couple of days, bear with me. I'll be hanging out in my head.  

Tempted by the fruit of another, or grow up, already


  Woke up with this song running through my head.   I know why. Maybe it's my immersion in all things religious and Mary as I finalize my book, or maybe its the thought-provoking classes with Dr. David Deane at the Atlantic School of Theology, but my moral indignation radar is seeming twitchy lately. (PS:…

The Giller, or Things I Wish that Would Happen (like famous authors forgetting how bad my stories are)


Spent the other night watching the Giller prize awards. A wonderful evening of listening to thoughtful, witty, and brilliant authors. An angry young woman, with a book that was "not meant to be an easy read." (Bravo!) A young man, same. A slightly older man taking on a hugely unpopular subject and daring to put…

On turning 61, or, “Hang onto your hat, Daisy! We’re in the long game now!”


Hands up, all of you who actually remember the time when you thought people over 60 were too old to live. That your picture of them teetering on their emaciated limbs, emitting old people smells and grunting at you seemed reasonable, kind even. Give me a wave if you used to giggle at the people…

Theme songs, Ally McBeal, and how (maybe) to get your NaNoWriMo mojo back


There's something SO fun about the scene above. In the story, our weird little lawyer fellow (John Cage) is having trouble getting himself psyched up for a case. He is suddenly overcome by his theme song...and there he is, ready to win. One of the charming things in the show Ally McBeal was the thought…

Alexa? Shaddup!!!


Way back before Apple took over automobiles, I had a Ford Focus that linked to my phone in the old primitive way. The sport version car was a spiffy two door, surprisingly cool, with exciting computery things on the dash, heated seats, the works. I would dress up and try to gather approving glances as…

Sheree Fitch and the loss of a child


Sheree Fitch, that author of giggling rhymes and wiggling toes and monkeys in the kitchen, to say nothing of her joyful new book on Summer Feet, has taken the daring step of revealing what it is like to lose an adult son. I heard Sheree being interviewed on CBC's Information Morning this morning, and she…

NaNoWriNot, or can I parenthesis you to death?


Well. I mean, sheesh. Here I get all het up and ready to write for NaNoWriMo, and THINGS keep happening to me. Many are self-inflicted (changing medications, etc, resulting in the spinnies, very distracting), some are other-inflicted (I'm looking at you, LH, and that deadly upper respiratory infection) and some are weather-inflicted. It's been raining…