When I was 12 my mother told me that I should write the history of the revolution she believed would happen in her lifetime. At sixteen I was sitting in a safe house in Brooklyn listening […]
First there was the silence, The years and years of silence. Then slowly there were a few stories. I let it slip that my entire alternative school use to go skinny dipping together. That I used to be some kind of radical. That I was writing a book. Then finally there was the book. Red Star Tattoo. And now, as though to make up for those years of silence there are so many conversations. Conversations about secrets and story telling, revolution and resilience, getting through and moving on.
I saw a statue of an elephant with an easter egg wreath on my walk today and thought about you. You were the blonde woman with the radiant smile at the writer’s retreat. Your smile, your hair, they were full and sweet and from your hand-knit sweater I can tell you are the kind of woman who brings people homemade bread and vegetables from your garden. It is that kind of place, this little island, and you are that kind of woman.
Thank you to all my sweet friends who have sent me photos of the book out in the world! Here are a few although I think there are still a few to be added. Do you have […]
The Writer’s Festival Incite series is a really amazing and free series of readings happening twice a month at the main branch of the Vancouver Public Library. I was lucky enough to read with Sunil Yappa […]
It is still a little strange to see a childhood photograph sitting on a bookstore shelf. Sometimes I look at the little face on the cover of my book and I think Oh the terrible and amazing things […]
The book launch party was so much fun! Many many thanks to the friends and family who sold books, tended bar and sang their little hearts out!
I said when I began writing this book I would embrace all the learning and growth opportunities that the work gave me. I’ve battled with honesty, fear, ego, and now….IMovie. Here is a quick visual synopsis […]
“I was a late bloomer. But anyone who blooms at all, ever, is very lucky. ” ― Sharon Olds I come from a family of late bloomers, which naturally makes me happier the older […]