The Height of Summer As high as the tooth-petalled chicory in empty lots; as wide as the lake where dragonflies land on our toes; as sweet as the first warm blackberries in our palms; as deep as the air at dusk, sodden with jasmine and salt; as quick as the …
It may come as no surprise that writers tend to fixate on one subject for long stretches of time. In fact, some people claim that they spend their whole writing life telling the same story, over and over, in slightly differing forms or shapes. But what if this is true: …
There’s a lovely little blog tour going on in the literary community around Canada, and my dear friend and writing comrade, Alice Zorn, from Montreal, tagged me to go next. Thanks, Alice! Alice is the author of two books, Ruins & Relics, a short fiction collection, and Arrythmia, a novel, …
It’s beginning to feel a bit like summer out there (okay, 28 c in May is warmer than most of our Victorian summer days, and it’s glorious), but my mind is on autumn. This little squirrelly book is coming out then, and I’m so happy to share its cover …
Despite Spring’s tardiness in virtually every other corner of this country (I’m sorry and I am sending you fresh tulips right now), here on the west coast the blossoms are ridiculously abundant. On the literary scene, things are no different: some pretty amazing new books are blooming their way into the …
After two weekends spent off the island, whooping it up with friends in Seattle and Vancouver, I’m happy to have a weekend at home. Highlights? A photo shoot to find a new author pic. Thanks to my dear husband and my sister for their camera and makeup expertise, respectively. Thanks, …
