Writing slumps are a part of the game, and I am trying to train myself not to focus on the growing distance between my performance every day, and the target.
The first 5 days of NaNoWriMo 2023!
The girl standing at the door was completely incongruous with the surroundings of the old-fashioned dish pit, and in an addled Turkish-coffee-and-sleep-deprived moment, Shea forgot that it was rude to stare.
Friday the 13th: a magical lucky day in my family. I was so excited, and really nervous too, about going to the Ballet Hop! retreat for the weekend. I hadn't gone to a
I broke a bone for the very first time on July 27, 2023. The tale of how I was betrayed by gravity and gifted a distal radius fracture is pretty silly, all things considered.
A small photo album of wildlife and the lakeshore from my trip to Lake Huron in July 2023.
I’ve been trying to sit down and write a little something here every single day since the first week of February, when I went on medical leave. It’s taken me half a year to finally, finally squeeze something out about how I'm doing, personally.
Montréal's Les Grands Ballets are luminous in Cendrillon, with choreography by the Australian Jayne Smeulders along set to Prokofiev's score.
Here I am, still blogging like it's 2002, or 2008, or 2012. Because I do what I want! 😈
And it's official: as of February 2023, I'm on medical leave from work.