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I'll be honest. I'm feeling a little shaky. Could be the sugar from the two cupcakes I ate (leftovers from our INCREDIBLE open house!) running through my veins. Or maybe it's leftover adrenaline from witnessing and then getting stuck in a four car collision on the expressway around 4pm this afternoon (everyone walked away - no… Continue reading The Shaky Side of Miracles.
This heart. I sketched this heart while I was sitting in a session nearing the end of the Humber School for Writers Summer Workshop almost to the day - one year ago. My heart is full thinking of the tremendous week I experienced. Still - one year later - my heart is full. I… Continue reading Humber Summer Workshop Reflections: One Year Later
I feel like a hot mess. I mean, if I step outside for more than four minutes, I actually am a hot mess. (#boobsweat/#thighjuice/#yupijusthashtaggedthat) I'm feeling like a hot mess inside though. Like, in the deeps. I think this always happens to me when summer vacation for the kids actually starts. It's like, I worry about it… Continue reading Hot Truths from a Hot Mess
Changes. I spent yesterday taking down the book-wallpaper I put up at the 'first' Gertrude's. It was bitter sweet. I can't believe that it's nearly been one year since I opened Gertrude's Writing Room...and I'm in a new space and working through all that comes with BIG CHANGE. I remember how elated I was when… Continue reading Changes. And Little Fish.
Hello friends! It's been over a month since my last post. Golly - that's way too long of a break! I promise that the reasons are legit! Big news first: We're moving! That's right, Gertrude's Writing Room has a new home and we're moving in this weekend! I'm over-the-moon with excitement and pre-moving day jitters.… Continue reading Moving Day & More!
Last night after I watched 'A Few Good Men' (I was craving Tom Cruise, what can I say?), I looked in my datebook to see what was on the schedule for today. I did a little jig when I saw that the day was open until 5pm! A whole day to fill up with...with what?!… Continue reading And then – a day opens!
It's been years since Hangman became a part of my life. A tiny idea ripped open in a small kitchen as I played a hangman game with my son. For the last three nights, I've been having dreams about the story. The characters living, breathing, staring at me. Screaming at me to keep telling their… Continue reading When It Won’t Leave You Alone – And It Shouldn’t
It's the final day of a four-day, three night writing retreat I'm having with my dear friend and writer Charis Cotter in house in a beautiful suburb of Toronto. I arrived at Union Station in downtown Toronto on Thursday afternoon lugging a backpack full of writing retreat necessities - laptop, journals, pens, glasses, manuscripts, oracle… Continue reading Winter Writing Retreat 2019
