What next?

  Yesterday I finished the first draft of my novel, Kaleidoscope. Instead of being elated as I expected, I felt shattered. Years ago as a college student, I ran 440 yard race for our women’s team. We were pitted against York university. St John’s...

Change of season/change of pace

We had a wet September, but last Saturday the sun came out. Along with many others I and a friend strolled through muddy paths we’d avoided during the rain. We didn’t rush. Simply enjoyed what we’d been deprived of for several weeks. The rain had...