It’s book launch day for author Charis Cotter! Congratulations Charis, on this your TENTH published book, The Painting! Charis and I met while preparing for a panel we were both on at Writers’ Union of Canada conference out east in St.John’s in Newfoundland. It was pretty much love-at-first-email, and we’ve been close friends since! … Continue reading
I’ve always believed that being a writer, a poet – being an artist of any kind – means that our art expands from our souls to the page to the canvas or brick wall – into the world where others can experience it. In doing so, in the sharing of our art, we can connect with … Continue reading
*This is not a paid promotional piece. This is a sharing of and connecting you to Commaful!* The magic of the interwebs weaved a strand right into my inbox a few months ago, when the following subject line got my attention: “from a young dropout and poetry reader“! I was intrigued! Soon I was chatting … Continue reading
HAPPY HIATUS!! Um, do I have anything in my teeth? Bahaaaaaa!! For years, I’ve been taking photos of myself with chunks of chocolate in my teeth. A friend suggested that I make a coffee table book. Ha! That’s actually a really great idea! I think this photo does a wonderful job of summing up this … Continue reading
As my hiatus continues, I’ve been reading and writing probably triple the amount that I’ve done in the past year. I’m reading books that have been on my shelf for years and experiencing the bliss of ‘timing’ when taking in their stories. Some books I’d started reading previously but couldn’t get into them. Now, I’m diving … Continue reading
I wrote this as an introductory poem in my new collection of poetry. I wrote it months ago. Before I felt a need for hiatus. Before I got so tired. Before I was more in pieces than together. I’m proud of myself for writing it. I have to work on this – feeling good about … Continue reading
HIATUS Because… I need some time. Alone. To stop. To reflect. To write. To finish things I’ve started. To release things I cannot finish. To welcome new dreams. To figure out…how to rise from this place of ‘I Don’t Know’. My mantra…one of many, but this one speaks so loudly: I look to my past … Continue reading
