We got a ‘snow day’ this week. There was freezing rain for about 12 hours and they closed the schools. I still get that little thrill when I read the email or hear it on the radio. No school work for you today little boy. You are free. However, I spent the day in an out of consciousness as I am fighting a brutal infection that has left me with clogged sinuses and a cracking headache. I have been writing in the new library not too far from me. It was not built in the tradition

Its dark and cold and raining like stink. Has been all day. Got very wet at football practice, despite my attempts at layering. When I went to buy the trainer’s tape we use on the players’ various ankle and wrist injuries, I found the money in my wallet was soaking wet, just like the rest of me. Luckily a significant percentage of Canadian paper currency is plastic. No permanent damage. Playoff game tomorrow night. Hopefully the rain will cease by then. We are banged up, but

I saw the phrase 'third winter' on a web post as one of the eleven Canadian seasons. (Its right before 'mud season'.) We are in it right now. There is in people a state of suspended anticipation for warm sun and green leaves. It is so cruelly close and yet it feels far away. The second book is in the same kind of state. I put out a request for quotes on developmental and copy edits on Reedsy and got a couple back. No way its going to be done for June 30, which was my preferre

I'm going to try and write a weekly blog post. There is however, some doubt in my mind that I have enough original 'non-fiction' things to say for that kind of commitment. I have done some research on the topic and the advice you get on how to manage the social media side of an author website, or even the entire online presence is wildly contradictory. The best of these urge to go about it your own way. I have come to the conclusion that it is worthwhile, for lots of reasons.