Time To Announce…

I have been seeking agent representation for a while. My process has been slow because making sure I had the right fit is very important, and I’ve had a few other life events which have taken my focus. I’ve had an agent for my work in the past, but things didn’t work out like I’d hoped because while she loved … Read More

The Big C and Me

I recently went to the doctor because I knew there was something not functioning correctly. Sure enough, I had a flare up of diverticulitis. So armed with antibiotics and the doctor’s instructions to stay on clear liquids for the week, I returned home to battle it off. With the number of times I’ve had to do clear liquids, you’d think it’d get easier. It doesn’t. Then I returned after a week for the re-check and to review the blood results … and had a bit of a surprise waiting for me.

Hard Candy Christmas

When the song Hard Candy Christmas first hit the charts, I didn’t understand the lyrics. I grew up having hard candy for Christmas and the ribbon candy in particular always brought good memories of Christmases past. And initially I thought the song was calling hard candy at Christmas cheap and a sign of hard times. In a way it is, but over the years, I’ve learned it says so much more than that.

The Reader’s Gift

Today was one of those days. You know the sort where Murphy is somewhere in the universe pointing his finger at you and laughing his butt off. Yeah… that was my day.

Lost In The Crowd…But Not For Long

Those who know me mostly see the upbeat, almost to the point of perky, side of me. I’m everybody’s cheerleader in a business which is rife with rejection and disappointment — at ALL levels.

And All Because of Toilet Paper

I’ve been having a bit of an off week… you know the kind. Nothing really wrong, but not feeling quite 100%, the day job a little tough to take. Yet there were bright spots to the week, like getting a text message from my friends Drew and Branli about getting together for coffee as they passed by my workplace. So not all bad, not all good, just not feeling quite myself.

The People of 2010 – Part VIII

May the fleas of a thousand camels infest the crotch of the person who screws up your day and may their arms be too short to scratch…

The People of 2010 – Part V

<--This little saying could not be more perfect for the two friends I had the distinct pleasure of meeting this year. Both ladies are warm, caring, and wicked wordsmiths.