Click to enlarge HAPPY HALLOWEEN from my little pumpkins to yours. And while we’re showing photos, here are a few from the past few days: Best friends: Lynn and I, friends since 1967, Ken and

I belong to the Creative Non-Fiction Collective, where there was recently a fascinating discussion on good books about writing and teaching creative non-fiction. Member Julija Sukys compiled the list and posted it on her blog. Of course,

Busy. Busy busy busy. But I’ve found a patch of sunshine in my bedroom and have sat down to get caught up, briefly. It’s beautiful out there, and my best friend Lynn is here for

If you want to hear some beautiful true stories, don’t miss So True this Sunday:

Sick. Woozy after a sleepless night. This is the universe saying, Okay, you had so much joy with Paul McCartney and Justin Trudeau, now let’s get real. So this is real – stuffed nose, sore

Sick with a cold – my time with Macca wore me out. My time with Ringo, last night, did NOT wear me out. Ringo is a tiny little man, like a leprechaun; he has put

Tonight, incredible as it seems, I’m off to see Ringo. He’s playing at Massey Hall, and I have the cheapest seat I could get, with obstructed view. But still – two Beatles, 3 days apart. 

I think of those movies where a subjugated people are freed from tyranny and emerge, dazed and disbelieving – are we actually free? And then – were we actually prisoners that long? That’s how Canada

It’s 10.25. Got in 50 minutes ago from Ryerson, and the victory of the Liberals was declared not long after.  It’s unbelievable! I am very sorry for the NDP, who had such high hopes at