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Learning curve

On my drive down to Ottawa last Friday I stopped in at the library in Blind River to give them a poster for the upcoming Open Mike at Stories in the North. They were having a book sale. I swear … Continue reading

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How long does it take to…

I had a short week at work this week, because I took Saturday and Sunday off to participate in the writing binge. I’ve made good progress on the second book of the Swan Harp trilogy just by writing in the … Continue reading

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Me and Popeye

I’m not exactly a spring chicken, even if you leave out the fact that I was born in the winter. That winter was fifty-eight years ago, less a few weeks, so I’ve been around the block a time or two. … Continue reading

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The curse of the drinking classes

The original is “Drink: the curse of the working classes”, but I prefer one that a manager of mine, nearly thirty years ago now, said one Friday afternoon. “Work: the curse of the drinking classes.” Work is also the curse … Continue reading

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Writing in my head

When you announce to the world that you’re going to be an artist, the world responds with, “That’s nice, dear. What will you do for money?” The received wisdom is that every artist needs a fallback job, something that will … Continue reading

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Wundergeezers

Somewhere I have a book of Judith Viorst’s poems. In one of them she laments that she is getting older without having achieved anything wonderful. The last line is about how nobody will ever say “And she did it so … Continue reading

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Seasonal Affective – creativity?

This morning I had to look twice to be sure that all that white stuff on the ground wasn’t snow, but frost. It was frost. All the same, winter’s coming; I know it, and Sky knows it. Winter is her … Continue reading

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