Trying something different. My friend Margo wrote about her friend Joseph and the idea of a "quantum" poem. Think I got the basic idea. Here it is: Sometimes I feel that my life is in not in my hands. I think
The thing to remember is that there are days like this and these are days that must happen. I’ve been thinking about life going on and paths taken and moments lived until
Lynn Daue has asked for a new book spine poem. This time I raided C's bookshelves. Give it a try
Found myself at the Fraser River in Delta with a couple of hours to kill on Wednesday. This was too good of an opportunity not to make a little peaceful movie. You can find it on the Media Tala Youtube
I've become a little addicted to flashy, flashy, flashy fiction. Ok, it's only Flashy Fiction but it's the name, such fun to say, isn't it. Go on
Last night I sat on the back of the sofa in my library with my head cocked sideways reading book spines till I got a crick in my neck. It was all Lynn’s fault. She posted this brilliant challenge and
Morgan is a chocolate box cat. If you look on the cover of a really good box of chocolates you’ll see Morgan’s little face there. I wish you could feel her fur. She feels like the softest rabbit right now.
Well, well, well, great minds really do think alike. Look at this vintage treasure my girls and I rounded up today. We chose these exquisite red things separately and brought them together at the cashier. I set up a photo
C has just started a class of contemporary fiction. It’s an abbreviated course, heavy in reading, but hey
So I’m commiting to a challenge. This is part of Vancouver Draw Down, a fun, quick, discipline. I have a confession to make. Last July I got thru the eight days of the month long challenge and other things took me away. I’m