September 25th, 2006 § § permalink
I just returned from Word on the Street in Halifax. I had a great time! There were so many highlights, it’s hard to know where to start.
The actual festival was fun. I had a riot with Carrie Mac and Janet McNaughton on the YA panel. Carrie is most excellent. We’ve decided to buy a pink cadillac and go on tour together. It could happen…
I also had the pleasure of seeing the Roling Stones, thanks to the generosity of my host’s sister-in-law, who comped me a ticket. We got poured on, in true Maritime style. But the crowd was so orderly. There was one drunk woman, though, who kept shoving me and I thought I was going to get into a dust up. When I told the people at WOTS, they said it would have been funny if I HAD gotten into a fight and said that I got punched out at the writers’ festival. Nothing like a good fight to draw the crowds!
Another highlight was a beautiful walk, taken with my lovely host, Vicki Grant, the author of Quid Pro Quo, and many other fine books. Vicki took me to Prospect, a little seaside village just south of Halifax. It was magical!
But the best thing of all was the chowder. Oh, the chowder! Homemade by Vicki herself. Full of cream and butter and the most delicious things. Mmmmmm…I wish I had some now…
September 20th, 2006 § § permalink
The push is on to finish the exterior of the cabin before winter arrives. We worked hard this weekend. Really hard. Cutting and staining and hammering until well past dark, headlamps burning, propane lantern sputtering in the drizzling rain.
I’m sure the animals thought we were crazy. Certainly we disturbed their routine. The mouse that runs wildly back and forth across our tent every night was definitely out of sorts. It only crossed the tent about twenty times instead of the usual five hundred. In any case, we were so tired by the time we finally fell into bed we wouldn’t have heard it anyway.
We did hear the owl though. And the whippoorwill.
September 14th, 2006 § § permalink
I received an email from a friend of mine from high school. It was great to hear from her and we’ve been having fun catching up. Who has kids, who doesn’t, etc.
She also sent me a photo of the gang, going off to the school prom. I don’t think any of us had dates, though we all had scores or admirers. But I’m pretty sure that we went sans boys.
If you look closely you’ll see that I’m the one with the hair. My friend Sue is in the forground doing…something. Gina is on the end doing the Robot, and Karen her sister is laughing at the whole thing. It’s fun to think of those times. My mum’s favourite song comes to mind: What’s it all about, Alfie?
Why, love, of course.