Recruit

The origin of this personal memoir was an exercise at my Writers’ Group. We had all contributed one word to ‘the hat’. At each meeting we read a short piece of writing based on the word drawn the previous week. This was my response to ‘Recruit’. I was happy with the...

The National War Memorial

Barricaded and fenced. Accessibility denied. The National War Memorial in downtown Ottawa has been cordoned off from the public since April for ‘major restoration’. The work will be completed in time for the Remembrance Day ceremony on November 11th. I was...

Throwing rocks at Sarah

Our novel, Finding Home follows: 1) Sarah, an English orphan as she makes her way to Canada in 1870 to find her family, and 2) Richard, the privileged son of a sawmill owner who is trying to find his place in the world and regain his father’s respect. When the...

Who’d a thunk it?

I retired from my career as an educator in 2003. At the time I kept all my literacy resources, thinking that I would like to volunteer to help people improve their reading skills. That didn’t happen. But guess what? More than a dozen years later, I’m still...

Coincidence?

There was no room in the first session I attended at Drum Camp last Thursday afternoon, so I sat on a bench on the deck and played along, watching the leader through the open window. Two other women joined me. “Hi, I’m Laurie.” I held up my name tag....