Right now, I have a dream. It involves a nice office where I can write without interruption; where my train of thought can be picked up instead of being thrown into the abyss of “What a Great Idea, Now If Only I could Remember It”. I mean, I love my children so, so much, but …
True story: when I was 13 years old, and just newly arrived in Canada, my dentist was horrified that I had half a tooth stuck in my gums from a failed extraction all these years. He was even more horrified when, later, as they were doing work on my teeth, I did not utter a …
We took a trip this weekend to an area south of D’Arcy, BC. It took us about four hours of hiking to reach this lake in a little basin. We always hike painfully slow, since we have children and dogs tagging along with us in any given combination and poop stops, yelling, line tangling, and …
In preparation for our big home project (as well as an effort to appease our HOA), we’ve started to throw out as much old stuff as possible without, you know, trying to replace them. It’s amazing the amount of crap a couple can gather over seven years. When my husband and I got married, we …
I try to do my writing in the wee hours of the morning or very, very late at night, to minimize the interruptions. Not to say that I can’t do any writing at all when my children are awake, but it will usually go something like this: Me: *tippity tappity tap* (I have a mechanical …
