This morning I woke up from the first dream I've remembered in months. My textile artist friend Lorraine was mashed up with Loreena McKennitt and a famous Shakespearean actress. I took Marian and Brenna to see her in a play at the Stratford Festival, which was located in my fictitious city in Hockley Valley. We first attended a dinner banquet. I ( Read more... )

The schedule designates Fridays as my official day off writing the novel. Those afternoons will be adventure times. I intend to head out of town with my camera to explore nature and the countryside. What a blessing it is to have a car at my disposal for my own purposes again.

Last Friday I stopped at Canadian Tire to pick up an Ontario Road Atlas: ( Read more... )