Straight up, I have a lot of books. That shouldn't come as much of a surprise to many of you. At Christmas, most of my presents are fresh printer-and-ink-smelling rectangles in tacky Christmas wrap, simply because I make it easy for my husband to guess what I want by constantly adding a pile of Marissa … Continue reading Can I be in your Shelfie?
Isn't it funny how a breath mint can be the difference between a moment with someone being sentimental and precious vs. terrible and nasty? There are times when I've been in close quarters with someone and all I can think about is how little I can breathe from the fog-cloud they are creating between us and … Continue reading Life Speakers and Bad Breath Breathers
There’s a grey sky outside clobbering the morning with unwelcome shadows but just beyond it I can see a vibrant blue rolling in. This will be a bright morning after all. It’s been a little bit of time since I’ve graced you all with pretty words and mildly inappropriate humour, but there’s been a lot … Continue reading Clear Skies Ahead
In June I started writing a magical Christmas novel and for some bizarre reason I’ve stayed fully dunked into the Christmas zone for months. Yes, I was in some other sparkling snowy world all summer. Doesn’t seem very Canadian of me, acting like those precious hot months of summer weren’t really there. I’m probably insane. … Continue reading The Big Comeback
I have two dramatically different sides. And one of my sides is unquestionably more charming than the other. There's my fun, full-stomach, had a good sleep, ready to face the world and make mankind laugh at my expense side...and then there's the hungry, tired, spaced, mirror-image-of-a-zombie side. And trust me, when I go all Jeckle-Hyde … Continue reading Silver Platter of Filth