Holiday party season is here. It’s the time when families, friends and co-workers celebrate the year that’s passed, and anticipate the one ahead. It’s also the time of year when I reflect on my writing goals and plan for the next twelve months. I take stock of what...
Those of you who follow me on Twitter know I’ve been in Asia for my day job for the past two weeks. First in Kuala Lumpur, then Hong Kong. Hong Kong’s moniker is “Asia’s World City”. For someone like me, who grew up on the Canadian prairies and has no...
November is a month of remembrance. Many Christian religions mark All Souls’ Day on 2 November. It’s a time to pray for the dead, especially family members. The All Souls’ service I attended this year helped me grieve the loss of a friend. Remembrance Sunday in the...
I grew up with pickup trucks. Mud-spattered farm trucks with hay on the floorboards, camping trucks with a Coleman stove and cooler stashed in the back and small-town trucks, washed and polished for Saturday night dates and tailgate parties. I also grew up with one...
My mom was a knitter. The gentle click of her knitting needles was as much a part of my childhood as the books we shared, her chocolate chip cookies and the touch of her hand soothing all manner of ailments. She was descended from a long line of knitters and crafters...
