Category Archives: Postings

Canadian Godot

I don’t drive at night. I barely drive at all. Then at times I feel the need to be brave. A week or so ago I found myself on the road to Brockville, making the hour and fifteen minute journey … Continue reading

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Liking Your Characters

I wrote this post for my UK publisher, MacLehose Press. (Their photo of a ball and chain was taken in the British Library, not as you might think in Ottawa.) My natural inclination is to look for the flaws and … Continue reading

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Book Gods

Another bookshelf came down two Sundays ago as we were eating supper. A heart-stopping double thud, and we thought a tree had fallen. But no, another waterfall of books from the toppled shelves directly beside our bed. We stood appalled … Continue reading

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Spill

Yesterday about noon I was at my desk when loudness I can’t describe, except to say that it sounded ominous, made me look up as the wall spilled forward in an avalanche of books. I raised my arms against three … Continue reading

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Honorary Doctorate

Carleton University awarded me an honorary doctorate on June 8. Not bad for a girl who barely finished university. In return, of course, I had to give a short speech to the graduating students, who charmed me with their shyness, … Continue reading

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Visitor

Mark came up the stairs to the second floor saying my name. “We’ve got a visitor,” he said with quiet wonder. I went downstairs to see our visitor. It lay on a section of newspaper on the kitchen counter, Peterson’s … Continue reading

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The Radetzky March

A week ago in Spain I was grateful for the spotless train windows. On the station platform, workers in yellow uniforms reached up with their cloths as easily as if they were cleaning windows in a room. The train pulled … Continue reading

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Deathbed

Every so often I’m asked if I love movies as much as Harriet in Garbo Laughs. I say that I do, then admit that I don’t watch movies much anymore: I can’t figure out the three remote controls. The last … Continue reading

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Old Dogs

I traded advice with my daughter the other day – we were talking about the brave leap that all creativity requires. It can’t happen if you belabour and pummel yourself. It takes courage and self-forgetfulness. She knows this as well … Continue reading

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Signs of Life

January comes to an end. It makes me think of crooked teeth, this difficult month. Winter in rack and ruin. Our skating canal lopped off at the knees by freezing rain. Snow thawed and refrozen a dozen times. Walking a … Continue reading

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