Below is a photo of my sister’s battered copy of my book:
THINGS I WILL TELL YOU WHEN I AM DEAD: published by Hidden Brook Press In August, 2017 and available online at Chapters/Indigo. Followed by a blurb from Jacob Scheier.
The presentation will improve along with my WordPress Skills.
I hope this blog will help find a direction in my new work. There are two projects I am working on & both need to find their stride. I guess the their in that sentence would be me, the writer. Fiction, non-fiction and BLOGGER!
During TIFF I saw the always stellar, John Turturro, on Bay Street, entering the Manuel Life Centre. He commadned the street as though it belonged to him. No-one questioned his dominance over the space. It just was. There were not any autograph hungry fans chasing John, who was intensely walking, but with a regular but brilliant guy vibe. A diamond in the rough. He did not seem like a bully he just happened to own the space around him.
Ruminating& Writing is my space to command as the spirit moves me. I am euphoric I completed the modules & sad Blog school is ending. But I look forward to the posts of the magical and wondrous bloggers of Kerry Clare’s 2021 February class.
Anxiety is a bit drug like. So much adrenaline and when released a feeling of euphoria follows. Which I adore. This seems out of left field but I am completing a thought that. belonged in my last post. Anxiety makes my life more interesting, exciting and pushes me forward. Too much of good thing, an overflow of adrenaline can cause havoc, but is not lethal.
Below is a photo of my sister’s battered copy of my book: THINGS I WILL TELL YOU WHEN I am DEAD: published by Hidden Brook Press In August, 2017 and available online at Chapters/Indigo.
The presentation will improve along with my WordPress Skills.
A brief cryptic poem:
Houseguest
twenty-one poems – thirty years ago
Set me free from notions of closure
You have my couch & I have a blog
to kick it out on
No longer homeless
During a pandemic
I met a cat a Scottish cat
Who migrated to the Opeongo Road
I am his house guest
Love to all
Ruminating & Writing 