Best-selling and Award-winning Author of Young Adult Thrillers
This weekend I was on a panel at the breathtaking new Halifax Central Library (pictured here), with acclaimed journalist and fellow Fierce Shorts author, Chris Benjamin, talking about writing from life (although isn’t all writing from life? Even if it […]
I’ve always worked in ‘different’ jobs- the independent music industry for over twenty years back when it was fun, as a landscape gardener, as a tree surgeon, as a bookseller. The most ‘regular’ jobs I’ve ever had were marketing for […]
The Becoming Fierce: Teen Stories IRL blog tour has started! From September 9 until September 23 you’ll be able to check out early reviews of our creative non-fiction anthology, plus Q&As with the authors and guest posts. Sept 9 — […]
This honest and moving anthology of YA writers comes out September 23 2014. I have a story in here about my best friend, our turbulent youth, and the bad choices we made out of love, desperation, and a hunger for […]
My kids don’t understand the punk rock. They ask me, “why’d you dress like that?” “why was your hair that ugly color?” They say “that style made you look like a skunk” or “a homeless person.” Or they scream, “turn […]
So, I’m reading The Abominables by Eva Ibbotson ( the last book she wrote before she died) to my kids. My youngest is old enough now to appreciate the same book as my oldest which makes things even more cuddly […]
My friend Deb was the best flea-marketer ever. She could ferret out vintage like nobody’s business. My 1960’s raybans, my Coach purse, my beautiful Mexican wall hanging, were all gifts from her. When she found a lump in her breast, […]
When my son was young we spent a lot of time in the woods looking for things. Sometimes it was heffalumps. Sometimes it was rings of amanita muscaria- the classic white spotted red toadstool- on the dewy lawn indicating that […]
This morning I looked at my backyard–naked again now that the blanket of snow has melted, and oh so terribly forlorn– and I saw nothing but piles of dog poo. I couldn’t call to mind the summer garden that I […]
Sometimes I wish I had more talent in drawing or sculpting or even in knitting. I am terrible at following patterns and even after many attempts, I am hopeless at socks. Turning heels? I just don’t get it. And worse […]