Who Are We Without the Language of Our Ancestors?
Yes, indeed, who are we without the language of our ancestors? A Lesson on Identity I was reminded of the importance of language on a recent cruise to Alaska. The…
Book Launch of Paper Roses on Stony Mountain
October 15 is the day of my book launch of Paper Roses on Stony Mountain, a historical and biographical fiction, set on a Manitoba farm, the federal penetentiary village of…
Visiting Poland, Ukraine’s Friend
Visitng Poland, Ukraine’s friend, was uppermost in my mind, when we booked a fourteen-day bus tour through Central Europe. After three long years of being super vigilant, due to Covid…
War in Ukraine: The Darkest Hour
Last night, I learned that Putin’s war in Ukraine had started. I began to cry and couldn’t stop, and I woke up and cried again. I didn’t cry just for…
Soft Launch of Sunflowers Under Fire
I never planned a soft launch for my latest novel, Sunflowers Under Fire, a historical fiction. But my newest baby, which I’ve nurtured for so long, is now out in…
Is Honesty A Lost Virtue?
Writers write from life. Fiction needs to be believable or else readers won’t be pulled into the story. Right now, there is more truth in fiction than can be found…
Looking for a Book Cover Design
This January, I finished revising my third novel, a historical one, as different in feel from the first two I’ve written, as the second was from the first. It’s about…
Ukraine and the Russian Bully
Ordinarily, I wouldn’t be using my blog to write about politics in the Ukraine, but what is happening there is very dear to my heart. My grandparents and parents came…