My last few blogs have been serious and I was determined to have a lighthearted subject this week. Sure… Maybe it would help if I stopped listening to the radio. The last story in the newscast was about a child porn internet site being busted. Two of the sexually abused children are from BC. They […]
A train of thought is a funny thing. I was thinking about my Dad on Father’s Day. He’s been gone for five years so the grief has faded and is probably replaced with nostalgia more than anything else. I remember the things he said, the way he was and the impact he had on my […]
You should follow me. And, no, I don’t mean on Twitter or Instagram, even though new followers do make me smile. No, you should follow me in-person during a normal, walking around day. I come across some very interesting people. I’m kinda lucky that way. Yesterday I was reminded of this when I booked my […]
Someone is bound to notice how tired I look today. Last night I did something I hadn’t done for years, and I blame it all on Kokanee Beer. I stayed up for hours reading the crime fiction novel, “Confined Space” by Deryn Collier. The evening began with whisky, not beer, and it was the story […]
How annoyed would you be if the Bay, or the Gap, or Target, sewed a tag onto the clothes you buy? A little ad saying where you bought this shirt or pair of pants. And what if the patch was front and center, visible to all. How would you like “bought at Target” written on […]
It was a delightful lunch with two friends. They had never met before but had heard of each other. A few too many beers were consumed and the conversation wandered to my book and the progress towards publication. “You’re going to take the stories about me out, aren’t you?” “Well no, they’re part of the […]
If you expect me to know some fancy words because I call myself a writer you are wrong. Not many unusual words come from my little brain. It’s the joy of dyslexia and the joy of keeping things simple. In fact, one of the reasons I like writing more than speaking is because I can […]
The quilt is on the bed in the meditation room. I hadn’t seen it for a long time. Beside it is a framed “story” I wrote years ago. I had forgotten about writing the story but I will never forget the quilt. And to this day, Alex still holds a profound place in my heart… […]
In the end, it all comes down to the experiences you get to share with the people around you. And maybe more important, did those experiences bring some happiness, to you, and them? Or maybe, just maybe, in the end I’ll know a little more about Robbie Burns? Today is the last day of my […]
Anyone can write a book. Put a pen to paper or get those fingers moving on your computer’s keyboard. Type or print or write a word. Then another. Now a sentence, then a paragraph, put together a chapter and repeat. Do this over and over again. At the end of it you will have a […]
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