The cumulative stress of a year plus of unprecedented insecurity and constant change, coupled with this weird new anxiety, compelled me to seek professional help. My counsellor told me that along with movement, mastery and mindfulness- things I was careful to engage in the last year-meaningful connection is essential for good mental health. How does a natural introvert leave the safety and security of Zoom meetings and quiet evenings at home and resume the face-to-face connections so vital for their health? Slowly. Thoughtfully. And with a great deal of deal of self-kindness.
Wire and Ario have taken Balsam Creek by storm! Their hard work is paying off, and business is booming. When you find your purpose and pursue it with passion, success will come your way. When what you do helps others, that success is even sweeter. Wire and Ario are making their community better for all… Continue reading Special Delivery
This week, in Chapter 5, Wire visits his grandmother, Hyacinth. Hyacinth Brown, expert advice giver and excellent cook, is modelled on my own grandmother, Grandma Norma, also known as Gram, or Normski. This year marks my first Mother's Day without her. I'd give anything to have tea and a chat with her right now. But,… Continue reading Tea, Truth and Tarts
Sometimes life is unfair- I think we are all living that at the moment- and all you can do is make the best of it. Perhaps that's why so many of us are baking so much at the moment.... In this, the fourth chapter of Wire: Messenger Mouse, Ario, our earnest banana-slug hero, has a… Continue reading When Life Hands You Lemons
Today, as we celebrate an Easter transformed by the COVID-19 pandemic, I share with you Chapter 2 of Wire: The Messenger Mouse. Following the disastrous try-out of last week, Ario and Wire meet up and have a heart to heart. Still bruised, Wire offers his yellow friend the best balm he has available to him,… Continue reading Refuge and Family
I've fallen off the writing wagon. Again. Honestly, I've lost count of the number of times this has happened to me in the years I've dared to call myself Writer. Three? Four? Who knows? This time, though, it's different. This time, I think I might stay off. I gave up anger for Lent this… Continue reading Something’s Got To Give
Sometimes support comes from unexpected places.
I've dared to call myself 'writer' out loud now for about five years, though I've known deep inside I was writer since the third grade. What has consumed a HUGE chunk of these last five years for me is figuring out my writing process. Until I figure out HOW to do a thing, I'm often… Continue reading My Writing Arsenal
In this the darkest time of year, a light to guide you to plan for your best year ever.
It’s that time of year again, when writers worldwide pledge themselves to the daunting task of committing 50,000 words to the page. The equivalent to writing a novel in a month. Yes, it’s NaNoWriMo! Train, Baby, Train Notice I said like a novel in a month. These 50,000 words rarely, in their entirety, end up… Continue reading We’re All Mad Here