Reflections On Writing – Morning Writing Ritual

I am pleased to wake up to the rain in Porto today. For the last month I have been travelling with my husband. Costa Del Sol. Sevilla. Lisboa. The Algarve. Porto. We have bemoaned the rain on occasion. The plan was to travel in March, before the hoards of people flocked to Spain and PortugalContinue reading “Reflections On Writing – Morning Writing Ritual”

Sunday’s Child Reflects – Ode to Joy – Memoir

My little brother was a good sleeper. His nap time was one of my favourite times I experienced with my father when I made the trip from Vancouver to Los Angeles to see him for summer holidays. When my little brother would go down for his nap, my father would blast his tunes on hisContinue reading “Sunday’s Child Reflects – Ode to Joy – Memoir”

Reflections of Writing 8 – Shakespeare’s 1st Folio in Vancouver

“Now is the winter of our discontent.” Richard III Shakespeare’s words ring just as clear in this time of COVID, floods, and climate change as they did 400 years ago.  The crisis changes.  The characters change.in appearance but not in character. The plot and the theme remain surprisingly the same.  The beauty and authenticity of the written word isContinue reading “Reflections of Writing 8 – Shakespeare’s 1st Folio in Vancouver”

Reflections on Writing 7 – The Research Phase

As a university student, I had the reputation for pulling all nighters.  The Super Big Gulp of Diet Coke from the local 7-11 and I had a close personal relationship.  This was particularly the case when writing papers for history and political science classes.  I would get lost in the research phase of the process.  One new piece ofContinue reading “Reflections on Writing 7 – The Research Phase”