Cottage time
Your faithful correspondent will be offline for a few days – going to Monique’s cottage tomorrow till Friday night. She doesn’t have the internet, and I don’t post from my phone. Can’t believe I’m actually
My new book “Midlife Solo” will be published by Mosaic Press later this year. Stay tuned!
Your faithful correspondent will be offline for a few days – going to Monique’s cottage tomorrow till Friday night. She doesn’t have the internet, and I don’t post from my phone. Can’t believe I’m actually
The loveliest thing just happened. This morning I sent off the last notes on the galley proofs, am waiting to review those changes and the cover copy, and then that’s it: the book is ready
This is the experience, surreal, exciting, scary, that every writer lives for: seeing their words in the form of a book. I’m reading the galley proofs of Loose Woman, trying to see my words as
Have done almost nothing for the past few days but sit on my bum and email, emails flying back and forth except when we’re telephoning. Nothing happened to this book for months, and now, suddenly,
I’m so excited – today’s home class is going to be a hybrid, some students on Zoom and some HERE AT THE HOUSE! We are planning to be outside or inside distanced if it’s raining;
What a difference a day makes! Full steam ahead today. Most importantly – I HAD FORCED SEX WITH MY ZUCCHINI. Yes, this morning I saw, at last, an open female flower. Immediately I seized a
Was lying on the kitchen floor this afternoon at the start of Jane Ellison’s Zoom class when the storm began – an instant flood of rain, a crack of thunder, violent and loud. Ran around
Before everything, the best news: Ben wanted to take the deep water test, almost exclusively for older kids, at the public open air pool where they swim. That’s 50 metres of uninterrupted swimming. Ben is
How I love my friends and blog readers. Thank you all! After my last post, I got such lovely replies. Isobel’s note made me laugh out loud. Thinking of your latest blog post when I
A lovely lovely day. And yet – what did I do? How is it now 6.30 p.m.? How is it now mid-July 2020? I do not understand time. Okay, so I’m still alive and so
I began keeping a journal at the age of nine. Nearly fifty years later, I started this online journal, sharing reflections, reviews, updates, and the occasional secret.
Theresa Kishkan
Theresa Kishkan is a writer living on the Sechelt Peninsula on the west coast of Canada.
Juliet in Paris
I came to Paris in the 1990s. Decades later I’m still here. Come with me while I roam the city, the country, and beyond.
Walking Woman
I walk on. With my feet, and in my mind as well.
Carrie Snyder
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