So Ends The Silence

A month ago I posted that I was going to be off social media for a month, and so I was.  It was WONDERFUL. And yes, it took a little getting used to at first.  One of the reasons I wanted to wean myself off it was that I found myself far too inclined towards…

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My Month Of Social Media Silence.

Back in 1995, when My Best Beloved and I were living in France, we bought our first at-home computer, and hooked up email.  I still remember the ambivalence I felt. It’s just another way for someone to get into my house, I said. You have to understand, I’m the woman who once answered the question, What…

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Sign of the Times

Just before American Thanksgiving (for those of you here in the US who never gaze northward, Canada celebrates Thanksgiving on the second Monday in October), a friend of mine posted this photo on Facebook.  I don’t know the name of the man in the picture, nor who took it, but if you do, please let…

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About That Wounded Buck . . .

I try not to post here about things that aren’t related to my writing life, because I assume that’s why most of you are here.  And besides, I’m really not an authority on anything (probably not even on writing), but at least when it comes to writing I have some experience.  Still, today I’m heart-sick…

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Why Write About THEM?

Every now and then someone asks me, why do you write about people like that? I ask,  people like what? Well, these folks say, you seem like a pretty happy person, more or less, and you have a great marriage and you like where you live and you love your dog and you don’t worry…

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You Had Me At "Torture."

On this snowy morning, rather than spend my time out frolicking with the Rescuepoo in the drifts (which I promise I’ll do in a few minutes, really, Dog… try and be patient!) I feel compelled to enter into the ridiculous fray surrounding  what may be the most unlikely literary pairing I’ve heard in a long…

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Chief Theresa Spence — A Moral Hero

I have been wondering, over the past days, how to tackle the subject of Chief Theresa Spence’s hunger strike, the “Idle No More” movement, and the treatment of First Nations people by the Canadian government.  My disappointment in Prime Minister Harper and his government grows with every hour. I am a Canadian with English, Irish…

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Return of the Light

Winter Solstice.  The longest night.  The darkest time. After the sorrow of this particular month, with the senseless slaughter of innocents a week ago today, and the mass insanity of doomsday cults, perhaps we may be forgiven for not quite believing the light will ever return.  The darkness seems so impenetrable, so impossible to shift.…

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Post Sandy update

Thanks to everyone for their kind wishes and support during this terrible storm.  The Best Beloved, the Resucepoo and I are all fine.  The power came back on Thursday, and internet connection and phone came back yesterday. We lost about a dozen trees and the fence was knocked down, but that’s all.  It was a…

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A Form of Political Protest

We wake up this morning to more dreadful news.  Riots and attacks in Libya, Yeman, Egypt.  Good people dead.  Intolerance and ignorance exploding everywhere. I am prone, as I have said before, to the droops.  The world gets me down.  Some days more than others, and these days cruelty, selfishness, intolerance, ignorance and self-righteousness abound. …

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