As I share with you all my latest blog post, I have a friend visiting from Ottawa. She and I have been friends for most of our lives (I think we were 7 or 8 when we met), and she is officially only the second person to have come visit me in the entire time I have lived in the NWT I get a lot of people who tell me they would really love to come visit me, but when…..
It’s kind of funny. When I tell people where I live, a lot of people are astonished. They can’t imagine even spending half a minute here. For me, I can’t really imagine living anywhere south of the 60thparallel these days. In recent months, I have come to realize that while I have been flipping back and forth between the NWT and Ottawa for 21 years – and I think the needle has finally moved to the point where I have…..
It’s a bit weird. For some reason over the last few days, I have been wondering if I was “allowed” to write the story I did in Not Alone on the Voyage. I have no idea where the heck this thought came from, because it’s never been a question I have been asked. I will admit, however, to having been concerned that the people here – those who have lived their entire lives here (or darn near as close) –…..
So yeah. It’s been a while. I think I said that the last time. And the time before that. And the time before that. You get the picture, I am sure. When I published my little book, I saw it as the beginning of a new and exciting adventure. After having held the story to close to my heart for far too long, taking that step to share it with the world was big enough – and I secretly thought…..